May 15, 2024 – A

When "the world is too much with us,
late and soon" (William Wordsworth),
or life is,
we need a place to go
to lay our burdens down.

I have arranged three landscape stones
on my book case
as an imaginary link to the Wailing Wall.

I take grief that is too much to bear
to my Wailing Wall Link and deposit it there
(All in my imagination)
to take its place with the grief and mourning
of the ages.

And when it is time for another round with it,
I go back to stand before my bookcase
and remember the losses and sorrows.
When I have had enough for a while,
I leave them there
to return again by and by.

The Wailing Wall and all of our links to it
bear all of the pain of the world--
of the cosmos,
and keeps it in good stead for us
until we are ready for another round 
of remembrance and agony.

A very present help in time of trouble,
enabling us to face what must be faced
in our own time and our own way,
and face it again,
in that it is always near at hand,
never to be out-grown or left behind.

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