Scraps

Little scraps of peace and quiet,
Hope, conversation, handshakes—
All in dribs and drabs.
A few crumbs of fun,
A tiny flake of beauty,
One teaspoon of enthusiasm –
Offcuts of each other.
A skerrick of community,
A bit of a kiss.
A snippet of eye contact,
A snippet of hospitality,
A snippet of patience,
A shred of honour,
A wisp of good humour,
A sample of compassion –
Leftovers, oddments,
Remnants of the glorious situation.
A fragment of God,
Not much, really.
Sorry, time's up.
—Michael Leunig

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God help us to change.
To change ourselves and to change our world.
To know the need for it. To deal with the pain of it.
To feel the joy of it.
To undertake the journey without understanding the destination.
The art of gentle revolution.
Amen.
—Michael Leunig