When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.
Mark 10:14
All day long the Kingdom kept calling
with its’ soft voice saying
“here!” and again,
“here!”
And as it happens
in doing the mending stitch
of necessity
a loop of its splendor
snags your distraction
and you finally hear
the music of your broom
gathering dust over the floor;
a cardinal singing
from the skeins
of thickets;
the breezy chants
from the monasteries
of the fields;
the voice of your small child
mingling divinity,
saying “here!” and again,
“here!”
in dappling light
hands reach through
to help another.
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