[The following is from Fr Richard Rohr's Daily Meditation, March 5, 2025. I read it and felt a tingling in my gut for I see it telling the future for each and every one of us in this world.]
The Palestinian poet Mosab Abu Toha expresses the devastation of grief and the longing for peace:
I wish I could wake up and find the electricity on all day long.
I wish I could hear the birds sing again, no shooting and no
buzzing drones.
I wish my desk would call me to hold my pen and write again,
or at least plow through a novel, revisit a poem, or read a play.
All around me are nothing
but silent walls.
I wish I could hear the birds sing again, no shooting and no
buzzing drones.
I wish my desk would call me to hold my pen and write again,
or at least plow through a novel, revisit a poem, or read a play.
All around me are nothing
but silent walls.
and people sobbing
without sound.
God bless us all, everyone.
Thank you.
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