Monday, June 1, 2009

Seventy Seventy-six

"Give me a man who sings at his work."
                     Thomas Carlyle

I know the measure of a man.
It's in the bagels brought to a hot waiting room.  It's in the magic of neighbors to part pesky waters. It's in conversation in uncomfortable chairs meant to amuse and distract.  In small strokes across a misshapen gown, in miracles sown from miles on foot, in sleep missed and tears worn, in words, in such prayers that provide grace in the offerings of the everyday.


JSG said...

Measured by the company he keeps, quite a man then. Beautiful.

EJG said...

Loved it! Your writing is so inspirational!

But I hope JSG didn't just "pick me" because I sing at my work. I mean... it's kind of in my job description!