Final Embrace Mother wraps fragility in tender strength. Her terror reveals tremendous power: alas eternal, not corporeal. If her glance were as effective as The Lord’s on the pursuing Egyptians in the Red Sea, Herod’s henchmen would have exploded into flames. In the final embrace she silences the cry that will nonetheless echo in the eviscerated space between her arms and heart until her last exhale Sheila Murphy Sheila Murphy, BM, MA, lives in coastal Maine and works in ministry and mental health. Her creative work features cross-fertilization between nature, poetry, photography, prayer and retreat leadership and musical performance. Balance is maintained by fiddling in a weekly Irish Session at the local pub.
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January 2021
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