To whisper in music of this abiding sorrow, to braid longing
with abundance, a near-ecstatic mourning
into unborn tomorrows.
Hope at Midnight
A song for dark times.
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I wish there was a heart emoji here. <3 love this one.
Thank you, sister : )
Great work! Love the opening line “To whisper in music of this abiding sorrow”.
Thank you so much for this, Bartholomew!