The Compassionate Mary

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In our world of unbridled hate, that overflows

our golden mountains, tears down our purple tapestries,

steals our sacred peace, no wonder many long for her

heavenly arms surrounding us, a heart

caring for us, and praying.

The opposite of strife,

the compassion

of a mother.

Life not death.

    

I understand this completely,

and I hope

she is still praying for me.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Statue of The Lady of Lavang, a visitation recorded in Vietnam

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

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