Wisdom...Compassion...Courage (behind the curtain)

for the Wisdom to

to remember the 

wrecking of one 

doesn't sanction the

wrecking of All

and the Compassion

to engender the

remembrance of how

the wreckage ripples

beyond the Self

and the Courage

to surrender by

choosing the less

psychologically satisfying response

of 'scorched earth'

(resisting the temptation

of screaming out

'you wrecked me!'

and persisting in

the patient Presence

of the Baby 

who cried out

to heal hearts

breaking in two

whose Birth intimately

reminds us of

our Infinite Worth

and whose Presence

moves us deeper 

into what Is 

most redemptively Real -- 

not what is

most sunny and

sweet as honey -- 

releasing what is

less reflectively concealing

in dreaming out

fantastical scenarios and

never-say-nevers leaving behind 

impresarios who present

one impression while 

revealing another by 

stealing away suddenly 

and silently by 

night pulling the 

levers to close 

up surprisingly hardened

and unfeeling hearts

leaving no space

to express gratitude

or share Grace

or even grieve

face to face

but taking leave

by taking flight

into the unknown

shrouded in shame

blinded by fright

yet hoping against

Hope that amidst

the defraying of

the emotional cost

of this holocaust

and betraying what

was precious but

now is lost

the remaining ashes

to ashes and

dust to dust

might rejoin with

the unscorched Earth

as softened Soil

to welcome seeds

falling and dying

and opening into

some fragile form

of new Life

to take root

and spring up

into the Light

of new Days

of reconciled Reality)...

Thanks.

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('For a Heart, Courage, and a Brain' © Edward Sorrel)