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a Shakespearean sonnet, a journey of Spirit |
| Lady Sings the Blues I always reach for a theology that leans wide and deep into suffering, a mournful spiritual sung to me to wash away what pain this life might bring. As a child, my mama comforted me with quiet music on the radio. Her recitations of the rosary linger to this day, a fragrant echo. I abandoned God in my teenage years, felt an entitlement to sing the blues. But, He found a passageway through my tears, in the end, we are not the ones who choose. And now, I labor still to keep my soul vibrating with grace, harmonized and whole. Live each season as it passes. ~ Henry David Thoreau Written for:"Quotation Inspiration: Official Contest" |