When he enters
Your home
Standing tall
On the edge
Of the kitchen
Floor
You do not feel
Your own smallness
His handshake
Is firm, warm
Honourable
And ever before
You know he is
A great hurler
You know you are
Graced by a presence
Greater than skill
Charism
Divine gift
Seated at your table
And you are grateful
For having invited
The stranger in
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