They are so lovely, these young women.
Made of stardust, as are we all,
they seem to have come directly from the galaxies:
Swirls of fragility, light years of strength.
Their beauty so radiant, it would seem to be the only necessity:
The soft skin, the gentle curves,
the graceful limbs and the sleek hair.
And yet you ask so much of them:
That they stumble upon death,
contend with loss,
make repairs with scotch tape and paste,
create and recreate their lives on foundations of
painfully shifting plates through which
the boiling waters of Hades bubble up.
Watch over them carefully, hold their hands gently,
wrap your arms around them passionately and protectively,
invite them into freedom, share their burdens.
Oh, please.
Offer them light, surround them with love,
Be Presence to them.
(One of my friends has asked for thoughts and prayers for her daughter who, like mine, has suffered a staggering loss in the past months. This prayer is for them, and for other young women whose optimistic ventures into adulthood have been cruelly marred by catastrophe and its aftermath.)
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Prayer for a Daughter
RCW 108 ~ 4,000 Light Years From Earth
NASA Image of the Day 26
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11 comments:
You spoke to me of my daughter, of all daughters. Thank you, and blessings.
utterly lovely this prayer...
Amen.
This speaks not only for young women who have been faced with great loss, but also to the spark of a young woman that resides in us all.
Thank you.
You have a gift with words. The NASA sight in one of my favorites.
What a beautiful blog post today - image and words. The sorrow evoked pierces the beauty. Some repairs are more difficult than others.
Beyond beautiful. Your prayer. And you.
Oh, that is stunning.
Thank you.
Eloquent. Roomy. Spot On.
Thank you and amen.
Amen.
Absolutely beautiful.
oh....so much there.
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