“Who then shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation? or distress? or famine? or nakedness? or danger? or persecution? or the sword?”
HERE IS MY LATEST POEM FROM THE WORK, “FORTRESS OF THE SOUL”.
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Take me away O’ Holy One
The bright Son, Whose Hand is found always helping
Whose Heart is so meek
For my heart is weak and currently crushed
Buried, beneath self’s rust, My soul is ever anguishing
Adorned is thy Passion…
For my legs are tired and feet are torn,
From all these Crosses carried
O’ lonely is the sinner ‘s journey
Wherest, the dark, seemingly, becomes a heart’s only friend
Wherest In the past I heard my own tears speak
“That I am a dead man walking amongst the living”
It is the same voice which would ask,
Where are you going? What are you doing?
For what, unto man, seems contrary, is, in the Eyes of God, so pleasing
And as time passed, our paths crossed, amidst so much loss
It is your Voice, then, I heard, like thunder, so loudly
It is Your Heart, which amidst life’s storms,
Taught me, not to fear anything
Yea, for Thou art the King of all suffering
Reflecting, upon this, a once man of esteem, a lonely island unseen
Who found smiles amidst the busied and worldly
But, the self in me, was not yet fully buried
A man incomplete…
There was no need yet to buy the tombstone of “satisfying”
No need to dig the hole yet in “self’s cemetery”, amidst my crying
For ungrateful that I was, thinking not, of thy every blessing
I wandered amdist this harsh road of human frailty
Destroying, only myself, in the process of lust’s raging
Nay, every sin collected, only added, to the cataracts over my eyes
This dense whitening, O’ I could not see Your Love then so clearly!
But Suddenly a strong yet gentle Wind blew
And a bright Light shone amidst my sin’s “blinding”
And in it I could not escape
For He, had showed me everything, that I had done so badly
A Warning, for I was on the path of “self-fulfilling”
O’ but this Sacred heart ever burning, gave me a new start
Which, as you know, shed Blood, “for the many”
And ultimately Spoke so intimately,
To those in humanity, who, would respond positively
To those who would be so empty and trusting…
Yea, I asked this Wind if He could take away all my sins
And He responded , “Yes, every…”
Nigh, for Love, My son, seeks your purifying
And so my tears led this new path and yet this Cloud
Which hung above me, was always encouraging
Reversing, what “self” had taught and wrought,
Consoling this soul with every new grace Love bought
Nay, He was found knocking upon my heart
Destroying all things which ran contrary to Love
For, now, upon this new road, came new duty
And the path which would take me to Love eternally
Was Love’s child… called humility
And it was in this rain, eventually, my will broke but agreed
Breathing deeply, I further exclaimed, Thou art my only need!
O’ Sacred Heart, alone, do we beseech Thee!
Yea, how many times didst Thou take me away
To these clouds so heavenly!
Wherest the soul mayst roam O’ so freely
Nigh, it is no fairytale but just an eagle’s testimony
Wherest the Angels were heard speaking
Wherest the Saints can be heard praying
Wherest I came to, from this rapture of Love
And thence began repeating….
“To expiate the sins I have committed this day and all my life,
To purify the good I have done badly this day and all my life,
To supply for the good I ought have done and all that I have neglected
This day and all my life,
Now my heart, on Your clouds, is found resting
Beating, as One silently, within the Walls of Your mercy
I hear Thee yet again, my gentle Lover and closest Friend
“Come now My sheep, to fields of grace wherein I am awaiting,
Return unto Me, return unto Me….
For in me, now, must be found a lively faith, hope and charity
Transplant Thy Heart in me, God willing!
Spell out my life with Your Own Words which You alone speak
And You alone, of my book, be found, writing
O’ Jesus Fount of the Living!
Let thy Waters overrun my soul, for, I too, am upon the Cross
I, too, am found, for sinners, now, thirsting
Help me in all my failures and in all my shortcomings
For I am the most wretched, a man full of misery
And He turns yet again, He extends His hands and says
Yea, all thy sins be forgiven thee…
Is it not in the Storm, that, is, first found, the rainbow’s, later beauty?
For it is My Spirit which breathes Life into the body
Come now and drink from the chalice of the Everlasting
For My Love is always present and My cup always full
Truly, because amidst the “broken” resides My Heart
Which for sinners shall always remain UNBREAKABLE
“The love of our neighbour worketh no evil. Love therefore is the fulfilling of the law.”
“If you love me, keep my commandments.”
“Greater love than this no man hath, that a man lay down his life for his friends.”
“Let love be without dissimulation. Hating that which is evil, cleaving to that which is good.”
SOME OF MY OTHER POEMS…
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