Let tares grow,
let tears flow;
there is no
justice without
tearing our
selves apart;
Until life’s ending,
we are left tending
weeds tenderly
as the wheat field.
alternatively
Let tares grow,
let tears flow;
there is no
judgement without
tearing our
selves apart;
Until its ending,
life’s left tending
weeds tenderly
in the wheat field.
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About Rosalind C Hughes
Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing (Upper Room Books, 2020). She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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