Lark Song

I saw a stranger yestreen.
I put food in the eating place,
Drink in the drinking place,
Music in the listening place.

He blessed myself and my house,
My cattle and my dear ones.
And the lark said in her song:
Often, often goes the Christ
In the stranger’s guise.

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This is the welcoming way I prefer to live. I like the calmness of the preparation and the simplicity of the host. This calmness may not be reflected in my way of welcoming, but I can work on that.

The hosts throughout the Camino largely demonstrate the welcome in the Lark’s song. Bless them all.