DO NOT PASS ME BY

Come O Lord,
Do not pass me by,
You heard and stopped
When Bartimaeus cried,
Hear me too and ask me,
What I wish of You.

But You are God
And You know everything,
You know just what I need,
What is Your will for me?
Must I be crushed,
Tormented in the winepress
Of this suffering?

Grant that I may see,
And if this be Your will,
Then also grant the grace ,
That I will surely need,
To bow and say,
“I will accept Your will for me.”
 Amen.

Myra D'Souza / 5th April 2012

Lamentations 1:20a

“Look, O Lord, for I am in distress;
     my stomach churns;
my heart is wrung within me.”

WE WILL REMEMBER

OUR BELOVED SANDY GIRL

WHO WENT HOME TO GOD 

ON HOLY SATURDAY 

03 APRIL 2010

   "Weeping may linger for the night but joy comes in the morning." (Psalm 30:5)

Relentless time moves on,
Blunting in its wake,
The agonizing razor’s edge,
Of stupefying loss,
And heartrending sorrow.

No longer does our weeping,
Scorch and blind,
But often times a rush of tears,
Can fall  as we recall,
A poignant memory.

There is a time to grieve,
A time to mourn,
But healing comes unfailingly,
As comes anew each dawn,
Life has to run its course.

The sting of death lies withered,
By His empty tomb,
Hope promises we'll meet again
In our Father's house,
In His tomorrow.

 Myra D'Souza / 3rd April 2012

Check here for all poems written for my beloved sister Sandy 

FOR JUST A WHILE IN HEAVEN

MY BELOVED IS MINE AND I AM HIS

In just a while Infinity will stoop,

To be enfolded  and enshrined,

Within the deepest centre,

Of my inmost being,

Unworthy though I be.

Each longing He will satisfy,

As only He knows how.

His Spirit dwelling  in me,

Through the Mediatrix of all grace,

Has spilled,

The most exquisite perfume of desire,

O’er my soul.

The Father too is here

We are in one accord.

As I walk down the aisle,

The organ plays a hymn of praise,

Reflecting all my yearning,

To belong to Him alone,

Whose Name is Love.

The moment has arrived,

My heart is ready to receive,

Its honored Guest.

For a space in time,

We two are one,

And for a while,

I will reside,

In Him,

Who is my Heaven.

Myra D’Souza / 27 MAR 2012