Burial Oil
Make of me an anointing oil To be pored into the wounds That bore my name. Who am I, How do You count me In Your universe? I am nothing, A wisp, Mere smoke Clouding Your heavens, And yet, You mount Your Cross For me. For me, The nails pierce Holy Flesh, For … Continue reading
Who Am I?
Who Am I? You, Father God, Revealed Yourself To Your servant Moses. “I am Who Am. ” You are existence In uncreated simplicity And immaterial totality. My thoughts and knowledge Are without substance or form, A mystery of being, An image of Your Essence. My prayer is a begging To shape the me of me … Continue reading
Awakening
You stretch before me In wondrous expanse. Where are your limits, O Lord? Where the measure That contains Your domain? The ethereal sky, Hugging the mountains, Kissing earth, And spilling love across its plains, Proclaims a God of beauty. Hidden, yet revealed, In the minuscule and mighty, You peer from clouds That radiate streams of … Continue reading
