A Voice In Ramah

Excerpts from Jan Richardson's 
"Blessing in a Time of Violence" 
(The Cure for Sorrows: A Book of Blessings)

Which is to say
this blessing
is always.

Which is to say
there is no place
this blessing
does not long
to cry out
in lament,
to weep its words
in sorrow,
to scream its lines
in sacred rage....

Which is to say
there is no day
this blessing ceases
to whisper
into the ear
of the dying,
the despairing,
the terrified....

Which is to say
there is none
that can stop it
none that can
halt its course,
none that will
still its cadence,
none that will
delay its rising,
none that can keep it
from springing forth
from the mouths of us 
who hope,
from the hands of us
who act,
from the hearts of us
who love,
from the feet of us
who will not cease
our stubborn, aching
marching, marching
until this blessing 
has spoken 
its final word,

until this blessing
has breathed
its benediction
in every place,
in every tongue:

Peace.
Peace.
Peace.