A member of the Echoes of Peace choir sent me this poem she wrote. It is her response to the Pastures of Plenty concert, which focused on immigration issues.

“It might be terror
that propels us.
It might be hunger
or despair.

But it is hope
that bears us.

Hope moves upon the waters.

And, though the threads unfurl
across the distances,
they do not break

the threads that bind us …
to our landscape,
to our language,
to a loved one’s face.

Hope moves upon the waters

in the shape of a ship,
in the shape
of a desperate raft …

a lone figure in a river
on a moonless night.

Hope moves upon the waters.”
– Deborah Cooper

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