What do you do when you have no more strength to weep?
What do you do when the things and/or persons you care about most have been taken away from you?
What do you do when your life is raided and snatched away while you weren’t looking?
How do you cope with the fact that you left yourself and them and your things uncovered?
How do you deal with the turmoil?
What do you do when you have no more strength to weep?
Qurious Theologian 