Here I am, Lord, ready to listen, ready to pray, ready to watch You and be amazed, ready to thank…
Browsing: Poetry
Unknown Martyr Each night, she scrubs tile floors after waiting tables all day: her hands and knees raw, exhaustion bringing…
on st. henry walpole’s martyrdom beauty in itself is a useless thing like the lilies of a summer’s field or…
A Bard’s Prayer “As an author and artists who greatly appreciates the Celtic Bardic tradition, I felt inspired to write…
Empty You eat from my table, And leave me nothing. Then you lay upon my form This weighty cauldron, Dank…
Beaded Waves The sand waits for the waves to come home. But they cannot stay. The horizon calls them back…
Praise Christ our Purifier Who filters the spite from our souls and decontaminates our spirits, Who cleanses us from all…
O Eternal Spring O Eternal Spring O sweet refreshment of my soul Look on me And draw me ever nearer…
I Am: The Divine Mystery of the Triduum (Note: As a Catholic Christian, I have just recently celebrated the Triduum…
The Baptist by the River Jordan This one is like a comet Long ago promised A white force sent from the…