Written in memory of the one-year anniversary of
Gloria Moschella Gargiulo’s Death
Dedicated to MM

How can my arms hold such a weight?
Has my Maiden voyage ended?
What is absent as life is present as a vanquished ravenous void
Too much and everything
Stupefying narcissistic nihilism has impotently raped impenetrable Mercy
My Yes knows no limits – as it was in the beginning
His heart piercing Love tenderly holds me captive
I am mantled in renewing Hope and veiled in guileless Faith
Stillness enrapture my grief
The One who is inhumanly dead is wholly alive
Broken and poured out
My salivating essence bred and whined confer habitual Grace
Will you join me in filling oceans with tearful libations
A perpetual earthly sacrifice entombs damning separation
Though I gave Him birth I cannot gestate what is to be
I stand before commiserating gates
Confounded, perplexed, embattled by abandoning despair
I am in Communion with vigilant sorrow, crying petitions of reparation, awaiting the victorious dawn of new life
Help me
Stay with me
Pray with me
Become His temple
Let Him rest in you
Console and comfort Him; who was, is, and ever shall be
OUR EMMANUEL