IDEAS ON WINGS: Poem 33
Hope is perhaps the bedrock of all our healing work. Without hope, we are lost in the sea of uncertainty, hopelessness, dismay, discouragement, and despair. Poetry has a way of countering these apparently stubborn traits, as we find when we read the Psalms and sing hymns.
So it was balm this morning to read the poem "After All ..." by Joanne Mazna Garinger. The poem seems to follow the pattern of many of the Psalms: it describes thought being transformed by new light and rising out of the mortal picture into joyous gratitude for a fresh encounter with God and Her satisfaction with me.
Julie Swannell
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