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RECONCILING OUR BROKEN HEARTS WITH HIS GOODNESS

In limbo-

our broken hearts,

confused minds

and parched spirits.

Offended,

at the notion

of God’s goodness.

Absent, in our hour of need?

Like robots,

we continue

with our empty practices.

Mute, our hearts and minds.

Too crushed

to ask ‘why’?

Dull minds,

staring at empty spaces.

A salmon dawn

arising over an empty altar,

awaiting its sacrifice.

Come lay down your silent screams.

His fire will consume;

mere ashes remain.

More death, it seems.

Except: He authors life only.

10 February 2018

(© Pia Horan-Gross)

From My Best Poems, Spirituality, Vol. II

(As yet, unpublished)

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