User:Sister Rita

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A picture of Sister Rita taken at a contemplative moment.


The Sisters of Mercy by Leonard Cohen

Oh the sisters of mercy they are not departed or gone,

They were waiting for me when I thought that I just can't go on,

And they brought me their comfort and later they brought me this song.

Oh I hope you run into them you who've been traveling so long.


Yes, you who must leave everything that you cannot control;

It begins with your family, but soon it comes round to your soul.

Well, I've been where you're hanging - I think I can see how you're pinned.

When you're not feeling holy, your loneliness says that you've sinned.


Well they lay down beside me I made my confession to them.

They touched both my eyes and I touched the dew on their hem.

If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn,

They will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem.


When I left they were sleeping, I hope you run into them soon.

Don't turn on the light - you can read their address by the moon.

And you won't make me jealous if I hear that they sweeten your night;

We weren't lovers like that, and besides it would still be all right.