Where is he? Where is He? WHERE IS HE?
my heart breaks and screams…
My love must care for my beloved, and yet he’s not to be found.
You may run, hide, fear… many do;
Yet I stand right here, breaking, where is he?
Yet, in this moment of still searching,
the surrounding unseen, the spiritual reveals,
a voice speaking to the depths of my being:
Why do you cry? For who do you search?
Love… I cry from love. Love… I search for my beloved.
And as I search, my beloved presents, my eyes see truth,
…Mary
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Oh Mary, your beloved had mercy in your despair,
And I now stand, still, heart breaking, searching… where is he?
…Donna
Response to John 20:11-17
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Fall tends to bring melancholy for me. Letting go is hard for me. Hang in there dear friend.
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thank you… letting go is very hard for me too, and I find the melancholy and tears have been the release I need to open. Hugs…
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oh, and writing in a blog😊
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