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

In Conversation - Jesus and I

“Come closer, draw nearer, my sister my bride,
In Holy Communion cleave to me a while,
Yielding in perfect submission to Me,
Consumed and assumed in divine mystery.”

 “Unrivaled the Gift of Yourself to me  Lord,
Our hearts beat as one now in perfect accord,
You ravish and lavish my soul with rich grace,
I in return offer worshipful praise.”

“A most willing Captive of Love in your soul,
I long for the love of hearts tepid and cold,
Those who respond to my love are too few,
Unequalled my joy  for this time spent with you.”

“Too brief is Your visit, too soon we must part,
These wonderful moments will live in my heart,
I’ll savor the Gift of Yourself to me, Lord,
And long for tomorrow till we meet again.”

                                                                Myra D’Souza / 21 February 2012

(This one is inspired by a priest who said sternly to me, "Come closer," when I stood a little at a distance to receive Jesus in Holy Communion.) 

AWAKE MY SOUL

Awake my soul!

Here comes Your God,
He rides the dawn,
His chariot swifter than the wind,
Scatters the clouds.
He is magnificent,

Brighter than the noon day sun,

He sets the sky ablaze,
With the fire of His love,

Skirting the horizon,
And flaming it from red to gold.
His beauty dims the stars,
And those that tarry
Twinkle shyly pausing for a while,
To catch a lingering glimpse,
Of the God of all creation.

Awake my soul!

Myra D'Souza / 14th February 2012