Always became you,
Or you became it
Three shades of blue
‘Don’t interrupt the sorrow’
You once admonished
But when joy peaked through clouds
You were astonished.
Why must we major
In such minor keys,
As if it were the blues
That liberates and frees?
However genuine sadness
It isn’t the last word,
Life is not all suffering,
Nor is it all absurd.
No pit is so deep,
That love’s not deeper still
Emptiness fills no cavities
Pain never will.
Melancholy makes you heavy
It tends to weigh you down,
It has specific gravity
But is it so profound?
Or is it feeling’s counterpart
To the human fall,
‘Omnia anima triste’,
Happens to us all.
In the end a choice is made,
By each and every life,
To savor life’s inherent scent
Or focus on the strife.
The sorrow is interrupted
By resurrection fact
And God imparts to human hearts
The impact of that act.
God's yes to life
Is louder than death's knell
He's enacted triumph
Tracing tragedy's limits well.
Nov. 12, 2007
2 comments:
Amen.
I always like the Mary who broke her vase of expensive oil and poured all on Jesus.
I am living with this joy of Mary, although I keep facing many many struggles and difficulties and down times and the hardest of all... loneliness. Like Mary's friends, disciples of Jesus, thought that Mary was very stupid to waste such expensive oil..
I'd also put up my struggles along the way on my blog... Just that my blog is a bit messy with all the different symbols of languages...
Add Oil!!! (a Cantonese saying) = Keep up!
God bless you!!!!
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