All over are they present.
We are not able to see
the sin hatching eggs.
Lascivious life,
uncontrolled are we.
We commit sins
against our own self.
We arelike deaf and dumb
spirits running here and there.
Our conscience condemns us.
O how shall we calm our conscience?
It cries out in us and show us our sins.
God callscome back to me.
I shall cure your dumbness.
I shall cure deafness.
Come to me.
My graces are free of charge.
pride take root inour hearts.If this is the case,then God is goingto humble usby bringing us low.
‘The cross is placed on the ground and the exhausted man is quickly thrown backward with his shoulders again the wood. The legionnaire feels for the depression at the front of the wrist. He drives a heavy, square wrought-iron nail through the wrist and deep into the wood. Quickly he moves to the other side…
imperceptible,beginningless,imcomparable,unchangeable,and beyondall diversity.
This has been always true.But only now i know it.It is unbearableto turn away from the lightwhich is the source of my ecstasy.I realizeany other possibility is false.(This was published in Poetfreak under the name of Genovamaaa. Genova was my beloved mother. She died at the young age of 38. I want to keep her…
eyes to the truth.He had cometo enlighten them,and show themthe way of salvation,but their heartswere hardenedto the incarnateWord of God.(Refering to the Gospeltext in which Christsaves the womancaught in adultery.)
in God whose gacefulimage we share.God’s grace buildsupon our beautiful nature.If we try our best toovercome our weakness,He will give us the graceneeded for His victory.
