Holy Emotion, always in motion from gladness to sadness and back again across a life and through the ages; so many sighs are greater than the winds ceaselessly moaning across the empty wastes; fleeing from destroying and controlling powers is the only way through to a next breath; separate yourself from the rush of our winds, and send us into spaces of quietude not of our own making where we can rest. Amen.
“They shall obtain joy and gladness, and sorrow and sighing shall flee away.” – Isaiah 35:10
