Feeding Angels
The wooden floors tan
The room is an empty
When a split - ripple
Dressed in second-hand
All is well! All is very
Without notice I sweep
Dar Hurni 1-4-03
Dar Hurni is a longtime Catholic Worker & Friend.
with broken bread crumbs
fallen thin from the tables
of the poor.
silence, as the poor
Christ’s have left
into the evening.
of space opens revealing
an angel - tall and
thin like thick corduroy
with a child’s grin, full
and wholesome.
clothes of Jesus’ glory
the angel cast a smile
playing my trumpeting
heart a tune of joy!
well! The angel leaves
like an eyelash falling
among the crumbs left
by the poor.
the holy room knowing
that we also serve angels
with the bread of the
poor!
