An Hour That Passes
“My life is but an instant, an hour that passes by; To love you, my dearest God, I only have today.” – St. Therese of Lisieux “He who sells his next life for his present…
Tag: Poetry
The Observant One
~ by Harriet Sams Why oh why Mummy, oh wise one, please tell me this: the animals I see all around us are having babies in the bright abundance of Spring and we humans can…
An Empty Cross
By Lawrence “Mack” Hall An empty cross? There is no empty cross Fragments of bone and flesh forever stain The spikes, the wood, the cross, the bloody cross Is not a cute designer collectable…
The Two Messengers
Perhaps to the clear-eyed angelThere was nothing in the word he brought but glory:Infinite splendor in a point of flesh,Bursting, breaking through the veil of blood and mucus,Passing through a narrow gateTo fill creation with…
Theophanies
Wise men came from the eastThey travelled from afar.They knew the way and where to go –God led them by a star.God often sends a messengerIf there’s something to tell,So shepherds, Joe and MaryAll encountered…
Christmas Choirs
Oh listen, listen, how the bells doth ringEchoing over the blankets of winter’s stingLike a single candle flickering in the nightGiving off some hope, warmth and lightBurn bright, burn long, and send incense up aboveLike…
A History of Light
In the beginning God created lightThe brightness that overtakes all darknessThe agent of sight, a force of mightWith the words “let there be’In the Universe began a beautiful symphonySun, moon, and stars a part all…
A Snow Globe and a Discarded Child
A dreaming child peers into a little glass dome Where snow falls upon a tiny world: A mountain, a forest, a tunnel, a village, a train A kingdom where there is safety and love …
Twelve Days of Yuletide
On the first day of Yuletide, my uncle gave to me an evil golden Ring.On the second day of Yuletide, my uncle gave to me two glowing eyes and an evil golden Ring. On the third day of…
The Pride of Lions
And my father was a Lion And he went across the sea To take the message to our brothers That one day they would be free We have no words to speak the memory Of…