Seven Loaves

In those days when there was again a great crowd without anything to eat, he called his disciples and said to them, “I have compassion for the crowd, because they have been with me now for three days and have nothing to eat. If I send them away hungry to their homes, they will faint on the way—and some of them have come from a great distance.” His disciples replied, “How can one feed these people with bread here in the desert?” He asked them, “How many loaves do you have?” They said, “Seven.” Then he ordered the crowd to sit down on the ground; and he took the seven loaves, and after giving thanks he broke them and gave them to his disciples to distribute; and they distributed them to the crowd. They had also a few small fish; and after blessing them, he ordered that these too should be distributed. They ate and were filled; and they took up the broken pieces left over, seven baskets full. Now there were about four thousand people. And he sent them away. And immediately he got into the boat with his disciples and went to the district of Dalmanutha. Mark 8:1-10

Seven Loaves

We can all contribute to miracles
sparing a loaf or a fish for all
in the time of a pandemic panic
we can be the miracle workers.

Though social distancing is needed
we can still sit down with others
laughing together on our blankets
soaking up the healing rays of sun.

There is no me with miracles
only us and a deep, reverent sigh
compassion shared in written words
waves on kisses on our screens.

Love is the miracle that binds us
blinds us to the mistakes and hurt
turns us around in our selfishness
helps us to open our grasping hands.