I will take you now to my hearts desire
To view the miracles around the fire.
Their clothes are previously loved.
They are not.
Today…they don their new clothes
Given by someone who loves them
For where they are on their journey.
They share laughter and the cold of rejection
Of job applications which are not accepted
because of the line:
“No fixed address”
Their talent is overlooked.
Someone who is interviewing is not “homeless.”
Someone who is interviewing is not listening with their heart.
These are the consequences one has to face
When for some unknown reason they have dropped their pace.
So like any other fighter in a war…
They dust their selves off.
They come back for more.
More of the love
That keeps them going.
More of the encouragement
That keeps them knowing.
The fire of Spirit
is glowing bright
They can make it
Through another night.
They cuddle together
For non-romantic reasons…
It is forty below
This holiday season.
They band together.
They stay close by the fire.
Someone broke through
That snob ceiling.
Someone has a job with some cash.
They will help one another
Ttrough thick and through thin…
These homeless of my city
We will teach one another to win.
I am privileged to be a survivor,
Of the warming fires of winter,
The cold empty street.
Someone gave me a hand up.
It has made my life complete.
So now I join the circle
With a different point of view.
It is my privilege to stand in the gap.
I am here to help you too.
I will do for you what others have done for me.
I will love you till you can love your self.
So keep on believing
Knowing you do not have to
put your dreams on the shelf.
We can do it together.
We can keep on keeping on.
We will do the next right thing.
We will stand together.
We will share that desire
Of love and commitment…
Us miracles around the fire.