this grief has torn my heart

shaken my soul,

the core of me is quaking,

crying no, NO,

no more….


while a cynical side to me says

it is not yours, you cannot claim it,

you have no right to pain and tears….


and yet they come,

there is too much horror in our days,

too many lost,

hearts broken,

lives never the same,

be it the many, or the one,

I cry out in grief

until that cry becomes a prayer,

this grief is mine,

for we are all connected,

all affected,

all flesh and blood and bone

and weeping…..


there is a place in God’s heart where tears don’t stop,

where cries for healing and justice echo day and night….

for now this is my dwelling place


About Sally C

How do I describe myself, I am not what I do, (I am a Methodist Minister), I am not who I am related to (I have 5 wonderful children, 2 lovely granddaughters and 2 lovely grandsons). I am a seeker truth, a partaker of life in all it's fullness and a follower, sometimes stumbling, sometimes celebrating of the Christian pathway. I seek wholeness, joy and a connectedness to all things through a deep reconciliation with the God whose love blows my socks off! I love walking, swimming and photography, I dabble with paint and poetry...
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