Closing liturgy at the 2004 national conference
These poems by the poet Gilo formed part of our closing liturgy at the 2004 national conference:
May we walk the way the saints do Free and faltering and fresh
May we walk in our own two shoes Imagining how others walk in theirs
May we walk in touch with the earth Learning how not to bruise the body
May we walk the path of compassion Willing to be sidetracked by a cry for help
May we walk in search of the Unknown Whose name we stumble upon in the fog
May we walk with blessing where we go Striving with each step to mean amen
Holy be the ground beneath Such a mud as angels play in
Holy be the air around This rich invisibility of life
Holy be the bones within These few frail sticks
Holy be body and spirit Bursting to the brim with story
Holy be possibility Pregnant everywhere
Holy be God A small word for such largesse
Holy be Christ Such a one as dies to Self