Mexico
Through Harold’s Lens:
Please start the music first, as you are enjoying the images and words.
You will receive the full sensual experience of this story.
Ave Maria. Schubert Opera:
Atop
Touching our Lord
Draped in cascading folds of gold
The Immaculate Conception.
Nestled below
Silently in prayer
Whispers of peace
Whispers of help
Whispers for our poor.
Draped in flowing folds of white
Sisters of the Immaculate Conception.
Wrinkled old man
Rags of threads
Rags of holes
Shuffles slowly
Cobblestones.
Soft knock
Rugged mesquite door
Rusted hinge creaks
Angelic face
Peers
From within.
Humbled old man
Twisted
Gnarled hands
Paints cross on chest
Head bows.
Aging hands of love
Quietly pass nourishment.
Whispers
Of love
Of comfort
Old old
Our sick
Our poor
Our lonely.
Amen
Through Harold's Lens 
Beautiful!
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Thank you Miss Positive!
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OH, Harold! I have tears in my eyes. Thank you!!! Love, Amy
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Amy, so many times have I walked by that mesquite door and seen the Nuns peering through the dark crack offering something to a person or family in need.
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God bless them for their loving and kind hearts, Harold. I do the very same with the wild animals, some who now come right to our back door for food. I have not once turned a hungry mouth away. My door is that mesquite door, only it is a screen door and I am not a nun, just a humble woman living a quiet, loving life. xx
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Lovely, music and poem.
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Thank you. Spirit from the heart.
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