We all come from a place of pain
and a place of peace
and the sharing is a renaissance
It's all right to be human, hungry, hurt;
and it's all right to have joy, serenity, hope.
Trust opens our mouths to tell the truth of our pain;
trust opens our hearts to the balm of love;
trust opens our eyes to the thread of light
That weaves us into one.
This Poem is from a collection of poems by Carol Bialock, rscj.
I went to school with Carol who was a senior when I was a freshman at the Academy of the Sacred Heart in St. Charles and then at Maryville; then we were in the novitiate together and later she came to Chile and now we are again together here in Oakwood.