WITH VERONICA

With Veronica,I want to bathe Your Wounds.Time and place are no obstacle.You, in eternity, possess all.Possess my heart,And my poor intentions,Render them pure and holy. Wiping the spittle from Your Adorable Face,I weep at Your disfigurement at the hands of Man.I, in my time and turn, have looked away.Here, with You, in prayer,I turn back,That … Continue reading →