GOES: Guests Of Ellen Strickland
There's a story of dueling Marys and Marthas
in our lives; but Ellen was harmony in both.
Kitchens, not slaved away, swayed in growth,
going deeper, not just resting on the surface.
Weaving space, welcoming guests in her heart
to rest, finding with her plenty of time and room
for healing One, who knew us before our womb.
Joining school children on past buses taking part
in a feast of accepting love she's setting before us.
We, who can never quite “get even”, no matter how
much we want, not just to win, but to place or show;
we've run out of time, competition is superfluous.
But in thanksgiving, we can take up her baton,
welcoming guests in our hearts in this new dawn.
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