Sometimes the Sorrow of Others...

For Jason, Kara, family and friends...

Sometimes the sorrow of others

Reminds us how precious joy is

Ever its flip-side hovers

Between moment-flutters of bliss

Sometimes the sorrow of others

Draws us to our knees

Showing us what is important

For life offers no guarantees

Sometimes the sorrow of others

While we weep mutual tears

Opens our arms to hold closer

That which in death disappears

Sometimes the sorrow of others

Draws our eyes to Those Gates

As we tug on the hem of Mercy

Where Heaven and healing waits

© Janet Martin

 Psalm 145:18
The LORD is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth.
Psalm 147:3
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.