
Joy and Grief Intertwined
Overwhelming emotions lurking in the horizon
A storm emerging from the depths of the heart
Will it become thunder or spare us from destruction?
But sleep like a sedative soothes the mind in just one dart
When waking in the morning, O God, I seek you
My hope is find in you, and my thoughts are at peace
But as the day goes by, the emotions appear anew
A concoction too wide and intense to lay under a fleece
Just as outside voices rejoice while watching fireworks
while inside a son says the eulogy of his obedient father
joy and grief intertwined with one another, shaped us in our core
So to choose to be present when avoidance and escape seem better
Laying us down in peace to take our rest, trusting then that
Safe dwelling comes from you, as you see us through
Remembering your Son, as an anchorite used to advocate
“What heart might not break when one thinks of you?”
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Ce poème exprime le tissage complexe que forme la peine avec la joie au fil de la journée et qui découvre son fil rouge dans la mémoire du Fils, serviteur souffrant. "Quel cœur ne se briserait quand il pense à toi?"
