Has my mourning become larger than myself?
Have connected with the groans of humanity
the crys of Jesus to the Father.
The moments of doubt and shame held by Peter
The fear and anger of the adulterous?
Have I allowed my cup to run over and become one?
Do I still try to contain
and not contaminate...?
What if I shatter my cup and lose myself.
Rejoyce and again rejoyce.
The uniqueness of my moments are mine
to hole to cherish,
the feelings knit me
into one humanity.
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