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Cross of caring

    The cross of caring can be light, when order holds the day, and yet be crushing, in the night, of bitterness and rage. We care and that means loving, we hold, we reach, connect, and so are bound … Continue reading

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Why do we run from death’s tumultuous hold, and call for that which will the silence sing, in sudden ending, no recourse to pain; denying of the life that death can bring?If suffering were cause to bring on reasoned end, … Continue reading

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When caring carves a tomb

My heart is full and wanting, the touch of someone loved, in word, or signal given; to show he hears my voice. And in the painful grieving, to think of someone else, who suffers more and greater; just makes me … Continue reading

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