Watching a glorious sunset,
playful are the waves on my feet.
Gold, red, yellow rays
sucked me in delicate passion.
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I am your mother, loving and holy.
Come and suckle from my breasts
until you are no more thirsty.
From these consoling breasts
...
Eyes wide with amazement
near my mother
I sat
On the roadside bench
...
I want you to be happy,
always happy in the Lord.
Be tolerant and accept others.
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„Other people are bright;
I alone am dark.
Other people are sharp;
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Would God have
chosen you for
such an important
assignment?
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Solitude is my mother.
I converse with her
in moments of aloneness.
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Writings of Mother Teresa
of calcutta reveals how
she suffered in decades
of darkness of the soul,
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