Saturday, April 12, 2008

~ When words cannot hold the pain captive ~

Too beautiful for this world
Someday I will tell you how I learned to write a poem
And one day you will tell me how you became One.


Kara Chipoletti Jones of GriefAndCreativity dot com said...

Oh, Jo...Honey...I wish we could be there with you... my heart to you...

Carla said...

No words... that is a powerful image.

Keeping you close to my heart.



Mary Beth Adomaitis said...

Many hugs, Jo.. I can't even begin to imagine the overwhelming feelings... ((Hugs))

Mary Beth

Lorri said...

Honey, know I'm there hugging you. You always make me so proud.
love & hugs,

Monica H said...

In your arms again.


The soul still sings in the darkness telling of the beauty she found there; and daring us not to think that because she passed through such tortures of anguish, doubt, dread, and horror, as has been said, she ran any the more danger of being lost in the night. Nay, in the darkness did she, rather, find herself.

--St. John, Dark Night of the Soul

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