Oh, generous joy!
my internal perspective
gives hope for each day.
Bright transforming fixation…..
the dark, dour mask, stripped away…..
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God has blessed my mom with great joy following my dad’s death. She knows he is at peace, and has received prayers and remberences from around the world. She feels blessed for having had my dad with her for 47 years. She truly has the “peace that passes all understanding” and has been my light throughout our time of grief. This poem is dedicated to her strength and Christian testimony.
Tanka: 5/7/5/7/7 syllabic haiku
Chara: Greek for joy