Friday, April 13, 2012

The Scent of Salvation






























Perfumed his feet, mint cherry bits









Billowed musk, deep ocean fleet





















White linen pillows of his hair









Earth’s smoke and fire sun, oh, so rare





















Nailed hands to life, air goes to flee









Sweet grace and mercy to earth be





















Needs and wants, they’re satisfied









Complete in 14 stations by





















The garden throbs with joy, anew









Rose petal, leaves and honey dew





















Bouquet of rainbow, jelly melts









In Eucharist, gold blossoms felt.













































Virgin falls, stream of wine, so clear,









White wafer bread, a dearly gear





















Light bubbly fogs of wood, a whiff









Spiking fountain, a sacred cliff





















Angel’s touch turns flowers, hope.









“John Paul, we pray,” pleads dearest Pope.





















You and me, together free,









All nations free! God’s Kingdom be!





















Together, we, breathe scent; and smell









In God’s blue cross, the flames will tell





















Holy workers and priests be sent









Saint Hannibal, “Rogate” tent!





















Flash heaven rays, the halo roofs









Clouds on floors, assembled loops





















Rows of Saints are gathered now -









Salvation scent, true love, a vow

































Cool fragrant dawn and mist of night









From heaven’s pond, heal bones and fright





















For you and me, salvation comes









St. Magdalene, anoint us might!





















My Lord, my God, be glory, be!









Salvation breeze, Holy Trinity!





















Breathe - Christ is risen!





















Breathe - Christ is risen!





















“Come Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of the faithful,









And enkindle in them, the fire of Your divine love.









Send forth Your Spirit, and they shall be created,









And You shall renew the face of the earth.”





















Breathe – Christ is risen!















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