You do not need to understand the language of the words when the wailing, the tone, the texture of the anguish is the same.
I wanted to write something for the blogs from the devastation in the southern Philippines this week … But I can’t seem to find the words…
I find it’s exactly what I’d like to share now – something I first learned in Gaza … and Baghdad … and it was reiterated years later in China, and more recently in Japan.
You can’t shut your eyes to the sound. There is no running away from the pain – when it surrounds you. Like a warm welcoming embrace – it holds you to its bosom and suffocates you.
The sound of pain is universal.