there are no words....
“It really boils down to this: that all life is interrelated. We are all caught in an inescapable network of mutuality,
tired into a single garment of destiny.
Whatever affects one destiny, affects all indirectly.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.
It has been hard to write,
to find words,
to even think out loud,
the incredible loss
loss of life
loss of dreams
loss of possibility.
Holidays roll on in,
trees light glimmer
and
all the while
pain is illuminated
in our eyes,
and
in the deepest corners of our heart spaces.
I look to the sky....
listen intently to the wind....
and
I wait
wait
for some answer
that will give us
rhyme or reason
for the loss of empathy, for the cause of such despair, for the answer to the question we can't even begin to form.
we humans
regardless of where we live
or
how we live in our
own unique little corner of our planet
we
are
connected...
connected by heartstrings
held together by
anchors from the beginning of time.
There are no words
only
unbelief
only pain
only
loss...
During the third week of advent
we light the candle of love
and
don't we all need to feel it a bit...
need to hold each other close
savor our next breath
our next moment.
Where is God? Yes God is present
in the silence of our loss.
in your hand
as it touches those you love
and
those whose names you don't know...
in your tears
for loss of a child you never saw...
in the silence of a world
struck by
unbelief.
Love swirls,
healing balm approaches,
the light of love,
pulls us,
overpowering the evil and pain.
it is our hope
our life breath
our anchor.
in the silence of world
who has lost its breath
the foggy presence of
love
drifts over a universe of pain
and
once again...
i feel the tremble
of
hope begin to rumble in the depths of our despair.
May it be so...
May it be so...
for
today
above all days..
we need
a
bit of hope....
for there are no words.
tired into a single garment of destiny.
Whatever affects one destiny, affects all indirectly.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.
It has been hard to write,
to find words,
to even think out loud,
the incredible loss
loss of life
loss of dreams
loss of possibility.
Holidays roll on in,
trees light glimmer
and
all the while
pain is illuminated
in our eyes,
and
in the deepest corners of our heart spaces.
I look to the sky....
listen intently to the wind....
and
I wait
wait
for some answer
that will give us
rhyme or reason
for the loss of empathy, for the cause of such despair, for the answer to the question we can't even begin to form.
we humans
regardless of where we live
or
how we live in our
own unique little corner of our planet
we
are
connected...
connected by heartstrings
held together by
anchors from the beginning of time.
There are no words
only
unbelief
only pain
only
loss...
During the third week of advent
we light the candle of love
and
don't we all need to feel it a bit...
need to hold each other close
savor our next breath
our next moment.
Where is God? Yes God is present
in the silence of our loss.
in your hand
as it touches those you love
and
those whose names you don't know...
in your tears
for loss of a child you never saw...
in the silence of a world
struck by
unbelief.
Love swirls,
healing balm approaches,
the light of love,
pulls us,
overpowering the evil and pain.
it is our hope
our life breath
our anchor.
in the silence of world
who has lost its breath
the foggy presence of
love
drifts over a universe of pain
and
once again...
i feel the tremble
of
hope begin to rumble in the depths of our despair.
May it be so...
May it be so...
for
today
above all days..
we need
a
bit of hope....
for there are no words.


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