If you have held a child in your arms,
tenderly, warmly, feeling yourself flow
into your child, feeling yourself melt
into your child,
that is how you, too, are being held, always.
Your child also holds another child,
a future child who is eternally present,
in her arms.
And that child holds someone,
living, evolving, eternally present,
in his arms.
And what holds you in its arms
is being held by something greater,
warmly, tenderly, and that too
is being held by something greater still
in its arms, infinitely held, holding,
creating, soothing, caring.
Angels hold other angels
in their arms,
Buddhas care for their Bodhisattvas,
nothing is alone,
no one is lost,
no death is unredeemed,
no tragedy is without triumph.
There is no suffering without a holding caring hand
of empathy and love.