you wander through the
bombed out communities
in Ukraine, carrying a tiny,
flickering candle of peace.
in a rubble-strewn hospital
somewhere in Gaza, you
hold steady a single light
hold steady a single light
to enable the surgeons to see.
in every shadow of worry,
under every rock which we use
to try to hide ourselves,
in the lengthy evening of dread
creeping across the lawns
of every soul in every place,
you try to create that
Beloved Community of hope,
of grace, of inclusion, of justice,
praying we might bring
our lights to merge with yours.
(c) 2024 Thom M. Shuman
Venmo: @Thom-Shuman
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