To Redeem the Moment

In the world

     I choose to

          live in

In the suffering

     of the

         moment

Humor holds

    the door

          open

Lights the path through

     fearful forces

          darkening times

Sits in the waiting

     room with

         the distressed

Loosens the

     cold grip of

          deepest grief

Laughter cracks the

     confining shell of

          anguish

Goes the distance

     with those

          who suffer

Protects against

     paralyzing

          anxiety

Will not give

     grief the

          last word

Interprets

     immutable

         love

Rediscovers

     beauty

          beyond