by Lori DeGiorgio, RDC
How soft is a baby’s cheek, a brother’s tousled hair
The safety of grandfather’s hand-holding, a sure and steady partner in the eternal God-quest
Chanting that hypnotizes, incense that can burn one’s eyes and titillate one’s senses
Looking up at humankind’s monuments to God in stone and glass, her soul healed thereby
A Mother and child constructed of myriad colored pieces bring consolation and model tenderness
Birthing two boys and loving them into manhood
Moving with the ocean waves in the morning, body swaying to their rhythm
The miracle of wildflowers and a well-tended formal garden, sunsets over the water whose colors appear nowhere else
Finding harbor in the Church of Rome, feeling relief and gratitude to be home for the first time
Knowing the kindly wisdom and steady presence of mentor and friend
Feeling what God feels when a new work begins that will usher the helpless into the immense, cozy heart of Divine Compassion