Wait and See

“It behoved that there should be sin; but all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.”
— 
Juliana of Norwich, Revelations of Divine Love, c. 1393

Give me
the knock on the door
and the unexpected event.
Give me
the can-I-come-in moment
with the last chance eyes.
Give me
the fortitude to endure
these cruel afflictions.
Give me
the dying life
amid the smiling faces.

Spare me
the testing moment
of the unbearable fate.
Spare me
the stab in the back
on the killer’s balcony
Spare me
the death kiss
on the suicide rooftop.
Spare me
the Black Joker
with his dark cruel eyes.

— Fear not,
wait and see
light spring from darkness,
joy spring from sorrow,
heaven spring from hell,
and the healing of all wounds.
The unexpected event
will come, soon;
and the gordian knot will be broken.
Wait and see
the full moon in the Always Garden
by the holy river.

Honour and Dignity

HONOUR  AND  DIGNITY

If there’s no God,
there’s only one thing left:
honour.

Honour is ten times
more precious than dignity.
Your dignity you can afford
to lose, your honour you cannot.

Honour in adversity
honour on the rack of suffering
honour when you have nothing left
and your life is in ruins
and your dignity in tatters—
that is holiness.

Honour is God,
God honour.