The Visit

In flight
Into Egypt
Hungry,
Hurried,
Yet at peace.

You pass my way.
Because you are holy
We are worlds apart.
Yet you touch me
By your plight.

You must eat.
You must drink.
Rest a moment
Under my tent.

Holy visitors,
Let me wash your feet.
Your smiles
Enter my heart
As a symphony

Stay the night.
Bring the star
From heaven
To light my adobe.

Dwell forever
Here in Spirit
Though you must hurry
On your way.

Journey on,O, Protector,
O Mother, O Child.
With me,
In your hearts,
Now, I wait
For you forever.

I tucked a little rattle
Under His blanket.
Perhaps, He’ll hear me
In the sounds,
A remembrance,
Like a prayer,
In the rattling of beads.

©2013 Joann Nelander

Well of Sorrows

by Joann Nelander

Come, My Beloved.

Come near.

Come ever nearer.

Stand by this,

My Well of Sorrows,

Waiting to draw Water,

As Life for my soul.

I offer You my pain.

I pledge every affliction.

That nothing my be lost of this my Day.

You are Life.

You are the Water.

You are the Cup I press to my lips.

Hope of my heart,

Cause of my joy.

Turn my tears into rejoicing.

As I have chosen the better part.

You are the lightness of my burdens,

The joy that fills my soul.

Come, My Beloved.

I lie at Your feet,

Pray draw Your cloak about me.

Clothed in Your Love,

Robed in the splendor of Your blazing Heart,

I rejoice in Your refreshing streams.

Blood and Water,

Mingled with the tears of my repentance,

Water my heart and soul

With Your Eternal Love.

Come, Lord Jesus, come.

Come ever nearer,

Here, now, My Love.