SURE KNOWLEDGE

The way is dark,
The night is long,
I stumble with my cross,
No hope is left,
I am bereft,
Fear shrouds my heavy heart.

I search for inner strength
To cope,
With my anxiety,
But finding only doubt
Condemn,
My human frailty.

Blow on heavy blow
Is rained,
Each leaves behind a scar
As cruel, foolish,

Little men,
Wield their puny power.

Though long the road
And narrow,
And weary is my soul,
I know my Jesus walks with me,
I know,
I’m not alone.



Myra D’Souza / 7.5.09

THE INVITATION

Come walk with Me,
Come talk with Me,
Come rest in Me,
Awhile.
Come stay by Me,
Come visit Me,
Keep  company
With Me, my child.

Come take my hand,
Come sit beside Me,
Come let's feast,
On Bread and Wine.
The Bread you eat,
Is my own Body,
The Wine my Blood,
From my pierced side.

You’ll find my Word,
Sweeter than honey,
And the Manna,
I provide.
Is made from wheat,
Ground to its finest,
In the mill,

Of Sacrifice.

Myra D’Souza / 5May 2009

Mother Mary

Teach me Mother Mary.

How to still my soul,

To magnify my Holy God.

The God who makes me whole.

Father, Son and Spirit,
Were always at your side,

O teach me dearest Mother,

As you would teach a child.


Myra D'souza / 23.4.09