The prophets of these days
Perhaps you are the prophets of these days–
and why not?–
women and men calling us to remember
the command to love our neighbor.
Do no harm.
Teach our children.
Love your neighbor as yourself.
We are being shaken out of our stupor.
Perhaps in your dedication we are reminded
of the call shared by all human beings:
To nurture healing in a hurting world–
hopeful for restoration.
The witness of your life triggers
the timeless words of wisdom and prayer
to pulse stronger within us.
With the throbbing of our spiritual heart,
the embers of deep truth are fanned and strengthened.
We can no longer afford to be distracted.
Our preoccupation with the absurd is laid bare
in the light of your care for our lives.
We are convicted by our shallowness
and find inspiration in those who heal,
those who teach, those who feed,
those who serve.
All who love.
I can only pray this: that what we are remembering now
will reframe the way we live from now on.
Our union, our true selves.