to think of the patron saint of barbers, Martin de Porres,
\ncutting his fellow brothers\u2019 hair in the monastery,
\nshaving the stubble from their crowns with a straight razor,
\nbefore they go the next morning into mass
\nwhere he would levitate into the air as he prayed.<\/p>\n
As when he discovered the mice in the chapel\u2019s rafters,
\nnests throughout the walls, would be exterminated,
\nhe tenderly caught the nearest mouse and whispered to it
\nto gather its families and follow him to safety.<\/p>\n
Kindness itself can be construed as a miracle,
\nas in the face of more-than-certain cruelty
\nor in the commonplace nonchalance of any current city.
\nWe are often not obligated to be kind,
\nand it is a choice to love anyone, anything, with abandon.<\/p>\n
The mice never returned: they were last seen following
\nthe patron saint of razors and scissors in a single file line
\nout the front door of the monastery and into a field
\nwhere, it is said, he carefully placed a cube of bread
\nin each tiny, timid mouth.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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