On parting
We wish each other the
best . . . but, really,
what might we hope for
one another?
Our itinerant Lord, from
the new life’s path,
spoke of hopelessness.
I begin to catch His
drift,
many hopes and partings
later.
To believe in Benevolence
Eternal
is to eschew hope, to
shake the dust
from our sandals every
step,
tendering the apples of
our eyes
what our Lord tenders . .
. hopeless love;
not a thought for
ourselves . . .
or others – hopeless love!
No prayers but praise for
the One
whose totality of Love
and Mercy
allows not hope’s grip
nor foothold.
O child of God, timid
hearts hope.
The brave-hearted love . . . regardless of outcome.
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