A SAINT 
by 
Gwen Austin
Copyright 2000

A saint sounds no thunder,
flashes no light,
boasts no elaborate toasts.

A saint phones a lonely friend,
smiles at a stranger,
laughs at a joke already heard,
cries with a grieving companion.

A saint listens with heart
as well as ears, 
offers a helping hand
when someone stumbles or falls.

Rejoicing in all of life, 
a saint skips 
or blows soap bubbles.

A saint emerges
one minute miracle by another.

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