There really are no words to express our continued collective grief over the shooting at a Baptist Church in Sutherland, TX. As my wife informed me about this event earlier, I kept returning to this poem from the Vietnamese Buddhist monk and peace activist, Thich Nhat Hanh. I share it with all who care to grieve together at the loss of life and our society’s spiraling levels of violence…
For warmth
I hold my face in my two hands.
No, I am not crying.
I hold my face in my two hands
to keep the loneliness warm –
two hands protecting,
two hands nourishing,
two hands preventing
my soul from leaving me
in anger.
- Thich Nhat Hanh