We Three Kings of Orient Are… From Where?

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Holy See

I was looking at Your Heart,
Alight with rays,
Gushing from Your parted Breast.

I realized that Heart was just like mine,
Human,
Yours aflame,
Shooting forth on wings of Holy Dove,
And mine,
Still learning how, what
And Who to love.

Love You are, and Love You give,
Bursting upon Time and Space, and Me,
And myriads akin to me,
Merely mortal, and yet more.

Heart rays, sacred emanations
Of Who You are,
Enflame, to fire fleshly hearts
In Your Eternal Streams
Giving Your Life to all
Who dare in hope,
To welcome, and adore.

Who but God could conceive
So great a good;
Your Heart is mine,
And mine is Thine
And I, at long-last, see.

©2014 Joann Nelander