Is pain a window, like to the soul?
Pain, real pain, serious pain,
is the divine Mother, without interruption.
Injuries allow for the doves of grace
to gather around, in concert to serve.
If there is a crucifixion,
I do it in small stages
with the taunts of injuries and aging.
The taunts are for blessedness in response
to be the gift, both given and received
in spite of the packaging.
Life is unwrapping the gift
and living that blessedness alive.