For special friends at City Light Community Ministries

Having the faith
of a mustard seed,

neighbors displaced
to the streets,

faith the fragile cliché,
journey one foot

in front of the other;
turtle on their backs

the accoutrements of home–
a cardboard packing box

miraculous-ed apart, their
sidewalk mattress;

their pillow, a rolled-up
newspaper treasured from

a bus-stop bench;
an almost pristine package

of donuts serendipity-ed
off a supermarket parking lot.

Such harvest faithed.