An Invitation
By Kristen Johnson
Taken from a good friend’s hand
And carried to a strange new land.
But not so different than my own,
For the stars and sun and moon still shone
And the people tried to make wrong things right
And seek for justice in a hard fought fight.
While others shared smiles and laughter and fun,
Where stalwart friendships couldn’t be undone.
Some had eyes blazing and faces of red,
Too frustrated to share what was in their head.
Mysteries unfolded before my eyes
As I pondered the actions and thoughts of the wise.
Yet I marveled at the weakness of a boy or girl
Who lost from their grasp a priceless pearl.
These people, these places, these happenings
Stirred and awakened my imaginings.
Until I became them and they became me
A welcoming, beckoning community.
And I feeling curiously incomplete
Invited another to retreat
Away to this strange yet familiar land
By putting it in their eager hand.