Passed the crucifix

All sadness in our genes emerge as we share stories.
Most pain has been forgotten, but our souls know,
as they remember why we feel lost so many times.

In the old cathedral where I took you
a blanket of desperation is still lingering,
still to be felt, unknown by the living but felt.

But we move on, in life and passed the crucifix,
and alter what weΒ  leave behind, what will be found,
later, they will find love and laughter.

So shall we, although we need to look for it in unlikely places.
You make me laugh in front of the altar, o God,
I can’t take you anywhere really. The blanket moves gently.

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Comments on: "Passed the crucifix" (6)

  1. Beautiful as always. What we feel and experience, grief and loss or tragedy of any kind can remain half-recognised or even unknown inside us until some event or circumstance brings it to the surface. This is true of many of us. We all hope “We will find love and laughter” because we all deserve and need to be in that place I believe, however hard it is to discover.

  2. I love this one.

  3. nettie Schroders. said:

    Mooi gedicht.

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