mourning
our silent baby
our hospital room
together
~
to say good-bye
I asked for a blessing
from a man of faith
~
no soothing
comfort
just guilt
for not practicing
~
you could be anybody
our church
doesn’t know you
~
I have engraved your name on the palms of my hands
~
insincerity
grudgingly
walking through
a ritual
~
forgive me father
I know not
what I do
~
Geo Sans 
misunderstandings or interpretations …
http://bible.cc/isaiah/49-16.htm
” I have engraved you on the palms of my hands” ..I didn’t know this was a quote from the Bible, not being versed or familiar. I have my issues too. Stories that ache for the remembering. I wrote a poem 12 years ago I’ll post.
On the other hand…
Being clergy doesn’t give immunity from being human.
true …
but once again
expectations can be
our biggest enemy
That line made me think of you
Tragedy can push us to religion or find its faults.
there are many forms
of spiritual guidance
~
sometimes
healing might be as simple
as the presence
of
a friend
Find the comfort that calms you.
I’m
slo
wly
fin
ding
~
comfort
in
seeds
of
doubt
~
deep in their roots
all flowers
keep the light
~
theodore roethke
I do believe that I can relate… very well said though, I must add. This reminds me of a certain period of my own life… Excellent writing! :D
sadly,
too many can
relate
sadly… too many? maybe? for some, the relating is what gets us through… any relating at all can be just enough. as always… thank you for sharing.
Thanks
~
For reading
and
Commenting