Make me brave for life...

Ave Maria! My computer is not cooperating this morning. It's frozen on me twice already, and now I cannot upload the image I thought to post with this poem. Perhaps no image is necessary after all. I wonder, is this how Our Lady felt when she held her crucified Son in her arms?

God, make me brave for life:

oh, braver than this.

Let me straighten after pain,

as a tree straightens after the rain,

Shining and lovely again.

God, make me brave for life;

much braver than this.

As the blown grass lifts, let me rise

From sorrow with quiet eyes,

Knowing Thy way is wise.

God, make me brave, life brings

Such blinding things.

Help me to keep my sight;

Help me to see aright

That out of dark comes light.

Violet Alleyn Storey