Read new voices

Study them

Underline them

As I do

And dance on their faces

With your fingers

Like the blind

Cause a kindness

Is likely in the new

And that brook is cool

And refreshing

No one can turn away

That relief

On a summer day

So tally behind

That newcomer

There on the corner

Mornings were made

For meeting

Brush off the fear

Care not about

Any old self

Who can’t be bothered

With others

We’ve unpacked those boxes

We’ve realized

There is no ministry

Without people

So the space between us

Is as pointless as a rerun

Of a cancelled show

Gone as it should be