Greyhound: Buffalo to N.Y.N.Y.

a cross and a treble clef
no larger than a snowdrop petal
inhabited her lapel;
this tiny sign of music
and belief
suddenly crystalized the  bus,
and all these voiceless strangers,
second class,
barred from flight by price,
became a snoring choir
sonorous under her conduction.

we hit all desired notes
and destinations
despite traffic and construction.
the fact that I remember still
that understated flash
of silver against the greyness
of her uniform
makes me wonder how
what I wear
also works on others
in the way that they sing.

Greg Kennedy, SJ is assigned to the spiritual exercises ministry at the Ignatius Jesuit Centre in Guelph, Ontario.

  • Vicky Chen
    Posted at 06:04h, 02 July Reply

    Thank you, Greg. I could really relate to your poem today. Yes, serving God in music brings joy to life.

  • Peter Bisson
    Posted at 08:19h, 02 July Reply

    Thank you Greg!

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