An Inward Monologue
My dear mother, pray
remember us your children
in so many ways.
Silence, the mainstream
keeps us focused on Someone
God, our source of Life.
Why there is sadness,
joy, victory or failure.
They are part of Life.
Hail to Thee, our God!
Why there is sorrow
trust, triumph or pitfall.
They are part of Life.
Hail to Thee, our God!
hope and cause of existence.
To love and be loved.
Copyright © Mark Escobar | Year Posted 2012
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