She Blesses Us
‘The Poor Ye have always with you’,
Said the Rabbi Jesus:
Man who then became transcendent,
When He went beyond and through
To where He may or may not see us.
Perhaps death sends us where He went.
‘I am always with the poor’,
Says Skilly-Worker Bride*.
Look in the heart of every slum,
She’s there, of this we can be sure:
She goes wherever there is need.
In our hearts too, when asked, She’ll come.
See, on the hearth, the footprints there!
We are kept in Bridget’s care.
*This is Gaelic, and so not pronounced according to English phonetics. Take ‘breathe’ and ‘breed’ and hover halfway between them.
Judith is an elderly Druid (Elders are trees, neh?) living on a tiny urban farm in Ottawa, Canada. She speaks respectfully to the Spirits, shares her home and environs with insects and animals, and fervently preaches un-grassing yards and repurposing trash (aka ‘found-object art’).