to mourn is to mark . . .
the moment when the world
was ripped open, torn asunder
and then not to hurry on
the palpable absence of those
taken—not lost, but stolen—
and then wrap our arms around it
the seduction of fear that
disguises itself as revenge or
even righteous indignation
that violence and volume are
not signs of strength or power
but the vocabulary of cowards
the hope that lies in uncertainty
in the courage of compassion
we are the walking wounded
our hearts with our grief
a tattoo of tenacity that trusts
that love is inexhaustible
Peace,
Milton
Images of those poor families without their loved ones by their sides….”not lost, but stolen”
Yes, they need arms wrapped around them. But nothing can help right now. Especially not “Thoughts and prayers.”
Amen.
stolen indeed. Lord have mercy