At the retreat

We vow to end all suffering

and we don’t know what to do

so we walk silently in a line

we walk line patterns in the garden of the Missiezusters

we print the earth with our intention

with the soles of our feet

we print the earth

Many years later trees

will grow where we walked

houses be built

babies born

families have arguments

and parties

One day

stepping out the door

someone will stop

and say

Did you hear that?

and the other will say

No - what?

and the one will say

I thought I heard footsteps

Bridget Belgrave
April 2016

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