ABIDING PRESENCE

I'm glad I have You Jesus,

To talk with all day through,

In Your abiding Presence,

You draw me close to You. 

You listen very closely,

To all I have to say,

Even when I’m querulous,

You never turn away.

You never are distracted,

Never distant, cold, austere,

Each time I cry out 'Jesus,

You say ‘my child I’m here.’

We rendezvous for Matins,

The birds join me in praise,

Before the dawn begins to tint,

The sky a pearly grey.

I’m grateful for Your promise,

To make Your home in me,

No burden is too heavy,

With You for company.

In life I’ll often stumble,

As its twists and bends I wend,

But thru’ it all You’ll be with me,

My everlasting Friend. 

Myra D'Souza - 28th June 2020

THE HUNGRY HEART (IN THE TIME OF THE PANDEMIC)

Invited to the Banquet,

Partaking of the Meal,

We ate the Bread of Angels,

Drank of the Cup that heals.

Some came from obligation,

Careless, heedless and remiss,

Eating while insensible,

That this was sublime bliss.

The gloom of fast and famine,

Casts a shadow on our soul

We plead for the atoning

Sacrifice, that makes us whole.

Our hungry hearts are pining,

For our supernatural Bread,

Restore to us dear Father,

The salvific Meal we shared.

How long will we be tested?

Lift this famine, Lord, we pray,

Feed Your famished children,

Lest we perish on the way.

Open up our churches,

Once again to offer praise,

Worship, and thanksgiving,

To the Author of all days.

Myra D’Souza / 23 June 2020

ONE LITTLE CANDLE

One little candle, 
Burned through the night,
Cheerfully chasing, 
The gloom with its light.
Routing the shadows,
With luminous skill
To shine on all softly
In joyous goodwill.

One little candle,

With ardor intense, 

Gave without measure, 

Expending its strength. 

In total oblation, 

Not heeding the cost,

For in dying to self, 

Nothing precious is lost.

-Myra D'Souza / 02 June 2020