Drops of Color
If only these walls could talk…
An empty table…
Minutes ago, others stood around…
No chairs were necessary.
In a minute or so, MORE will
come. They will stand long enough to
Stories, yes, that is what they shall
hear. It is why they have arrived
here, at this table, before this
You can see the portraits of persons…
travelers. They, being displaced,
withstood the test of time.
With courage, with hope, with faith,
they made their way. Some would not
live, but their stories live—on…
They, the memories, told around this table
—bread broken, shared…
wine tasted and passed to another
to drink—from a simple cup.
They are coming, the next pilgrims,
to gather beside this table, this wall.
They will listen…long enough to understand
the message…”Go forth and serve.”
Yes, even the walls talk.