Divine Time

Divine Time

By The Traveling Troubadour

Word Count: 721

Rating: G (suitable for all audiences)

Summary: A testimonial poem about a pilgrim’s journey to the shrine of St. Philomena in Italy.

In Your Divine Time, Lord, in your Divine Time,

One chime at a time, in Your Divine Time



Thy Will be done on earth as in Heaven…



In Mother Mary’s month

We honor Joseph, too

On that first of May

Patron of workers’ day

And Head of our Homes



I had a dream that night

A distant, lucent view

A scene beyond belief

Of one entombed beneath

Engraved stones



A sweet serenity

Was flowing through the breeze

I didn’t see her face

Wasn’t e’er a trace

To explain her



It seemed I knew the name

Of she who once was there

Before her soul took flight

Into Heaven’s light

Filomena



Eternal rest grant to her, O Lord…


   I was a princess

With my family

When to visit Rome

Far away from home

We were Grecian



An evil emperor

Wished to marry me

Possessed with envious pride

I vowed to be Christ’s bride

Not Diocletian’s



For thirty-seven days

Imprisoned, tortured too

Then Our Lady came

Three days more of pain

And sacrifice



The arrows turned around

Anchors ropes unbound

Though they beheaded me

God saved my purity

To Paradise



Santa Filomena, ora pro nobis!



    There is a sacred place

In old world Italy

High up near the clouds

Where the faithful crowds

Ascend and pray



This ancient pilgrimage

To Monte Virgine

From the valley goes

Through Avellino’s Village Archway



On our Queen’s vigil

In St. Anne’s Hospital,

An answered novena

Our beloved Bambina

Sunday was born



We heard the chapel bells

Echo in the eve

While processing priests

Rang in the August Feast

Of Assumption morn



Ave Maria, Gratia Plena!



    Blessed be the Holy Trinity!

You’ve come into our lives with your charity!

The first fruit of our new family tree

This precious gift you have given

We offer to thee



Through the anointed hands of Padre Giuseppi

Baptized into Heaven was she, Santa Filomena Marie

As we lift up our voices to Thee

With Avellina Marie



In Your Divine Time, Lord, in Your Divine Time,

Once chime at a time, in Your Divine Time



In Your Divine Time, Lord, in Your Divine Time,

One chime at a time, in Your Divine Time

Amen.

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