To exist, to be, our self awareness, these are gifts given to us that nothing can lessen their value. It is true that life is very difficult; we all go through periods of deep pain and suffering, as well as moments when we are happy and content. Yet it all passes, but our sense of self and out ability to choose to be thankful and loving can be the thread that runs through our lives.
Existence
Why do I shatter?
At times I feel so fragile,
weak,
I wander like someone lost
like a bird trapped in an enclosed space,
I seek a way out but find none
so I become brittle
or perhaps I feel that way
and simply have to wait it out,
either in your presence
or not.
Perhaps I am a walking mediocrity
the worst of hypocrites,
white washed outside
but inside,
only you Lord can judge.
I do not dare judge myself,
or others,
my mercy to shallow,
my compassion short sided,
empathy easily exhaust me.
No Lord you are my judge
for your mercy infinite
your compassion all encompassing
your empathy inexhaustible.
So where do I go Lord,
in you is life,
you are existence,
mine,
all others
yet more
so yes infinite one I trust in you.
Br. Mark Dohle, OCSO
Holy Spirit Monastery
