Dec 16, 2013

Real Love

There is a war outside, a real war.
I look away, I turn away
I might still be in it, but I don’t want it to be in me.
I might be part of it; but I don’t want it to be a part of me.

In me there is a space and a possibility.
A person, a hope, a peace,
I turn to the Lord because I need Him.
I turn to Him because He is the source of all that is good.

I do not know what I am doing and I expect I will do everything wrong.
I do not trust in myself. I am helpless.
But I have faith in the Lord.

I am a person who is vulnerable to despair.
I am a person who needs real love.

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My inspiration for writing is the beauty and struggle of life. We work and we have hope; the hope makes joy; the joy makes labor a delight; and the rhythm of life become poetry. The air and the light embracing our neighborhoods becomes wonderful, and the myriad details of my life become worth knowing, and worth writing about. God our Creator made the world in an indescribable act of Poetry. Each corner and each moment is an act of Poetry.

How else could I respond to it? How else can I know the creation and engage with it? Is there any other way to participate? This is why I write. Because God made everything GOOD and I deeply desire to see it.

Thalia Zeniou – Archdiocese of Thyateira and Great Britain


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