Acceptance is Job’s answer,I believe.

We cannot understand   the sufferings of man
The holocaust, the murder of the Dove.
The grasp for ill,  refusal of the good.
The will to power,  and what we might become.

 

Where are the saints in their communion?
Where is God, they say he’s total love?
We cannot understand   the sufferings of man
The holocaust, the murder of the Dove.

 

We need  to see in order to become.
There is light inside, below, above.
The sun shines through transparent  new red leaves
Acceptance is Job’s answer,I believe.
We can’t explain  the sufferings of man

 

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