Thursday, May 21, 2009

As I stood before your icon…

As I stood before your icon
A window into you
Pale, insufficient, man-made
Imbued with that grace
From the Holy Consecration
The elevation of the Lamb
The past and ever-present sacrifice
Per ipso cum ipso

Painful darts of love
Shooting from your
Wounding me
Once, Twice, Thrice
Holy Pain
Joyful Suffering!
The Fire You ignited in my
Still burns

The Love the Love the Love
That flowed in torrents

From You to me
And from me to You
And from Us to others
Burns Burns Burns
Loves Loves Loves