The Second Oasis

Mi Vida, Mi Cultura

There is a place
along the road`side
a park of green`pasture
a spring of artesian`water
where pilgrims can find
rest & refreshment
along the road

There is a time
for strangers to tell
tales of great aspirations
of harsh disappointments
which in the telling ever
find human kinship
along the road

“We are pilgrims on a journey.
We are travelers on the road.
We are here to help each other
Walk the mile and bear the load.” ~ Richard Gillard

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Along the Road: Day Nine

Murals of Orgosolo

Along the road
traveled the priest
praying as he walked
his rosary`beads in hand
the world in his heart
his knees calloused
by intercession

Trading in hope
he heard confessions
carried others’ wounds
as if they were his alone
for guilt he gave grace
for brokenness peace
life’s daily bread

“Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord.
      Lord, hear my voice!
Let your ears be attentive
      to the voice of my supplications!” ~ Psalm 130:1

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Along the Road: Day Eight

Lorine Niedecker

Along the road
there came the poet
turning over every rock
in his path just to see what
was written under`neath
of it he made a song
to sing on his way

Out of mere twigs
he could build forests
carve castles out of sand
a magician with the lexicon
of a sage & a bandit’s wit
who loved metaphors
spoke imagination

“When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion,
      we were like those in a dream.
Then our mouth was filled with laughter,
      an our tongue with shouts of joy.” ~ Psalm 126:1-2

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Along the Road: Day Seven

Peaceful Hearts Doctor

Along the road
there came a doctor
sans any health`care plan
carrying an old black satchel
with a stethoscope inside
bandages ointments
some analgesics

At a slow pace
he zig`zagged his way
from one curb to another
in search of anybody broken`
down along the high`way
his mission not a goal
merely the way

“O Lord, my heart is not lifted up,
      my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
      too great and too marvelous for me.” ~ Psalm 131:1

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Along the Road: Day Six

Along the road
I met the veteran
for love of country
he lost both his legs
wheel`chair reward
for all his bravery
soon forgotten

No self`pity here
only open wounds
war without purpose
waged without honor
boys becoming men
recycled cardboard
for corporations

“Sons are indeed a heritage from the Lord,
      the fruit of the womb a reward.
  Like the arrows in the hand of a warrior
      are the sons of one’s youth.
  Happy is the man who has a quiver full of them.” ~ Psalm 127:3-5

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Along the Road: Day Five

Street art by Don’t Fret

Along the road
came the salesman
carrying a fat portfolio
brochures for adventures
to Caribbean getaways
amenities included
at discount rates

For the mystics
Himalayan ashrams
led by authentic gurus
knowing ways to nirvana
all the bells`n`whistles
to heaven on earth
here for a song

“What shall be given to you?
What more shall be done to you,
      you deceitful tongue?
A warrior’s sharp arrows
      with glowing coals of the broom tree!” ~ Psalm 120:3-4

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Along the Road: Day Four

Eduardo Kobra

Along the road
I met the activist
covered head`to`toe
in ribbons for his cause
his mouth a machine`
gun spitting cliches
to save the earth

are sheer mysteries
turning on the lathes
of our society’s troubles
protests the vocation
of our last resorts
in a failing light

“I lift up my eyes to the hills.
From where will my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
who made heaven and earth.” ~ Psalm 121:1

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The First Oasis

Oasis Market Artists

O Come
Let us rest
in the adventure
consider the weight
of weary ponder`
the texture
of water

are a grace
upon the journey
shade from the heat
ointment for feet
blistered by
the road

“They are like trees planted by living water
which yield their fruit in its season,
and their leaves do not wither.
In all they do, they prosper.” ~ Psalm 1:3

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Along the Road: Day Three

    IKT International Association of Curators of Contemporary Art

Along the road
came a congressman
wearing gold hand`cuffs
cuffed to an invisible fence
I asked him Is it heavy?
Black`n`white he said
I’m color`blind!

are holding the keys
to prisons inside walls
they’ve built for themselves
these keepers of gates
whose souls are sold
for gold carats

“The plowers plowed on my back;
they made their furrows long . . .
Let them be like the grass on the housetops
that withers before it grows up,
with which reapers do not fill their hands
or binders of sheaves their arms . . .” ~ Psalm 129:3, 6-7

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Along the Road: Day Two

Pawel Nazaruk

Along the road
came the dreamer
out`sider looking`in
at in`siders looking`out
confused by the sign
at the city’s limits
welcome home!

She said to me
I am a transplant
in the culture`garden
a beauty to touch`taste
up`rooted for turnips
tossed to road`side
by fear of spice

“By the rivers of Babylon ~ there we sat down,
there we wept when we remembered Zion.
On the willows there we hung up our harps.
For there our captors asked us for songs.” ~ Psalm 137:1-3

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Along the Road: Day One

“Piece Out, Piece In”

Along the road
bodies of children
broken out`side`in
by a demented child
as impotent leaders
lament the powers
of gun`makers

Why we crush
our own flowers
before they bloom
in freedom’s garden
lies past any reason
their Good curbed
by our Rights  

“They make a pit, digging it out,
and fall into the hole they have made.
Their mischief returns upon their own heads,
on their own heads their violence descends.” ~ Psalm 7:15-16

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Pathway to Life

Paul Klee

We travel
many roads
over our lives
some for work
some for leisure
some for Love
where we end
is set where
we begin

We blaze
some trails
merely to find
ourselves alone
in the wilderness
Or walk in steps
of the Pioneer
walking here
before us

The Way
of the Cross
is a hard road
for a proud self
in search of glory
but for pilgrims
eager to learn
the Pathway
to Life

“My song is love unknown, My Savior’s love to me,
Love to the loveless shown that they might lovely be.
O who am I that for my sake
My Lord should take Frail flesh and die?” 
~ John Ireland

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