Beloved EUPHROSYNE how elusive you are
We struggle through life complicated
We harrow at self-created wonders
Short-lived as they may be
Your birth is merely a reminder
that we have not followed
the teachings you so freely shared
your birth reminds us that mothers
still have no place at the inn
only this time they give birth
in the rubble and devastation
of wartime and their babies
cannot survive the filth we create
Yes, Lord, LAETITIA may be and is
So often elusive, concealing herself
In our man-made rubble of wartime
Yet, she is there overcoming
The grief and lament we see and feel
Our images of God are always inadequate
Yet, our Love of AINE, makes life worth living,
For our elusive gift will not be found
Under a tree this week
But it will be found around your table
With God’s Love shared
May the gift of joy you feel this season
Be with you as God’s gift of JOY
All throughout the coming year.
Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.
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