Blessing for Love in Time of Conflict
When the gentleness between you hardens and you fall out of your belonging to each other
May the depths you have reached hold you still.
When no true word can be said or heard and you mirror each other in scripts of hurt
When even the silence has become raw and torn
May you hear again an echo of your first music.
When the weave of affection starts to unravel and anger begins to sear the ground between you
Before this weather of grief invites the black seed of bitterness to find root
May your souls come to kiss.
Now is the time for one of you to be gracious to allow a kindness beyond thought and hurt.
Reach out with sure hands to take the chalice of your love and carry it carefully until this winter pilgrimage leads you toward the gateway of Spring.
Taken from To Bless the Spaces Between Us by John O’Donohue
