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A local pastor who was retiring from ministry shared this poem with her congregation yesterday: Adios It is a good word, rolling off the tongue no matter what language you were born with, Use it. Learn where it begins, the small alphabet of departure, how long it takes to think of it, then say, then be heard. Marry it. More than any golden ring, it shines, it shines. Wear it on every finger till your hands dance, touching everything easily, letting everything, easily, go. Strap it to your back like wings. Or a kite-tail. The stream of air behind a jet. If you are known for anything, let it be the way you rise out of sight when your work is finished. Think of things that linger: leaves, cartons and napkins, the damp smell of mold. Think of things that disappear. Think of what you love best, what brings tears into your eyes. Something that said adios to you before you knew what it meant or how long it was for. Explain little, the word explains itself. Later perhaps. Lessons following lessons, like silence following sound. ~Naomi Shihab Nye from Words Under the Words
Posted on: Mon, 23 Jun 2014 14:30:18 +0000

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