my cup of compassion holds tears of the world;
it overflows with sorrow, struggles, and sadness.
my cup of compassion hold the cries of children,
unfed, unloved, unsheltered, uneducated, unwanted.
my cup of compassion holds the screams of war,
the tortured, slain, imprisoned, the raped, the disabled.
my cup of compassion holds the bruised and battered,
victims of incest and abuse, gang wars, violent crimes.
my cup of compassion holds the voice of silent ones,
the mentally ill, illegal immigrants, the unborn, the homeless.
my cup of compassion holds the emptiness of the poor,
the searing pain of racism, the impotency of injustice
my cup of compassion holds the heartache of loss,
the sigh of the dying, the sting of the divorced.
my cup of compassion holds the agony of the earth,
species terminated, air polluted, land destroyed, rivers with refuse.
my cup of compassion I hold it to my heart
where the Divine dwells, where love is stronger than death and disaster.
- Joyce Rupp
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