Hold Each Beautiful Thing As Most Dear

I cannot grapple

With this enigma

Of suffering

~

I would not degrade

The God

Of the cosmos

~

I who understand

So little

Of the ways the universe

~

I can only wonder

That the God of lightning

And of thunder

~

Would choose

To create

Such a beautiful imperfect world

~

Which can perfectly

Sustain

All that lives here

~

Hold

Each beautiful being

Each dearly beloved one

As most dear.

~

“The human mind, in grappling with this enigma [of evil], brings God down to its own level, thereby degrading him and obscuring its own sight” from The Pain That Heals by Martin Israel

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