Remember Penelope
You shed your defiant tears,
But remember Penelope and what
She weaved with her tears.
With quiet patience she weaved silence,
In silence she sat without waning.
We forgot what love is,
‘Tis but a sacrament that opens up it’s arms to reveal a mystery of life and time.
“It is the attention and care for the rest of our lives”,
Said a wise man.
Don’t shed defiant tears,
The tears that are not the object,
But a process.
And things will be revealed to you today
That you failed to see yesterday,
Tears of sad joy are what you need
They heal
They change you from the seed to the fruit
Remember Penelope and her patience
Did she turn away before the uncertainty?
Did she turn away to find another?
Did she run from one to the other in her mind?
No, she endured, she was constant.
So, my love, please endure
Not everything that’s broken can be fixed. Utterly.
Who can fix a broken heart?
Time?
Stars?
Black wholes?
Remember Penelope
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