When the gentleness between you hardens And you fall out of
your belonging with each other, May the depths you have reached hold you still.
When no true word can be said, or heard, And you mirror each other in the
script of hurt, When even the silence has become raw and torn, May you hear
again an echo of your first music. When the weave of affection starts to
unravel And anger begins to sear the ground between you, Before this weather of
grief invites The black seed of bitterness to find root, May your souls come to
kiss. Now is the time for one of you to be gracious,To allow a kindness beyond
thought and hurt, Reach out with sure hands To take the chalice of your love,
And carry it carefully through this echoless waste Until this winter pilgrimage
leads you Toward the gateway to spring.
From John O’Donohue,
The Space Between Us
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What fills the space between us?
I suspect that space is meant to soft
Filled perhaps with what we call love
Filled with Sacred Presence
With that power that fills us and binds us
I suspect that space is filled with differences
Gender
Sexual orientation
Ideology
Experience
Trauma
Age
Education
Culture
I suspect that space is filled
All too often
With fear, and anxiety
Distrust
Perhaps even hate
I suspect that there are hard barriers there
Walls
Tall walls
Topped with razor wire
We build the best walls
And we harden to one another
May learn to meet on another again
As for the first time
May we meet with the exuberance of first love
With the warmth of long lost friends
May we learn to treat each other carefully
And touch each other kindly
May the Sacred
Which walks with us, through all our pain and fear
And shows us what love is really like
Give us a mind united toward one another
May we open our hearts to one another
As God’s heart has been opened to us
And may the space between us become
Filled with softness, generosity and compassion
So filled that there is no room for enmity and fear
May we find one another again
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