Elizabeth Bailie1954-2007
Blessed are they
who see peace bloodied
and join her.
Blessed are they
whose anger is wedded
to patience.
Blessed are they
who reveal the vessel
that carries mystery.
Blessed are they
who kneel in the sanctuary
of banished truth.
Blessed are they
who resist death
by dying.
Blessed are they
whose freedom grows
inside love’s confines.
That is a beautiful poem and remembrance of Liz. Thank you for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteI would like to second the thanks from davido. The poem is one of the more beautiful and true from someone of our time that I've seen for a very long time.
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