In Hope

an unanticipated advent

Beautiful Friend
Benevolence of Being
The Holy Holding
Undeterred by horrors

The Sacred Staying
However often 
We may leave
Help us

In our most 
Trying times
Hear us when 
We are too weary to cry

Comfort and console us
As we groan and grieve
And wonder what and how
On Earth to believe

Blessed Light
Greater than fate
In Hope we rest
We work, we wait. 

I had no intention of writing or posting here today, or any day, honestly. I thought I was done here, for various reasons. I even announced as much to a couple of close friends who know how tricky these things can be with me. But just like when I announce an impending sneeze and it inevitably retreats, my announcement of closing this weird little abbey once and for all, served only to swing the heavy door wide open and let in a brisk wind against whose strength I could do nothing but shrug my shoulders, surrender, and ultimately offer welcome. 
I may say more about this later. For now I am resisting picking at and pathologizing my soul, so I will simply leave this here. If you are still here, still reading, thank you. 
In the Light of Hope, I wish you Peace, Love, and All Goodness.
~Cheryl Anne