Do not take for
granted this life
or this face
that greets you
tonight in the
mirror.
All that you
know and believe
can change in an
instant
and be no more.
Do not think you
are privileged
even though
you may be greatly
loved.
Jesus himself was
greatly loved
by the Father and
yet
he became the
womb of suffering
for all mankind.
We cannot truly,
or ever,
understand how
love can allow this.
We cannot truly,
or ever understand why
we are here on
this earth
with such
uncertainty
so vulnerable to
sin and its thorns.
I myself have
seen life change
this day, in an
instant
and what was
once a stone upon my mantle
shatter and blow
away like broken glass.
And so, what
shall any of us do with this dilemma?
Continue to
live, believing something kinder awaits us?
Love . . . even
though these embers will die one day?
Yes, and forgive
. . .
Let us not cling
to the suffering
Love . . . while
this moment is ours to live.
Love . . . even
though we may never unravel its mystery.
Joanne
Cucinello
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