Thursday, June 6, 2013

What are these Wounds?

For the feast of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, I would like to share a poem by one of our Sisters who meditates on His Holy Wounds:

What are these Wounds?

“What are these wounds, my Lord, upon Your breast?”
Asked one among the household of His own.
“These wounds are made by those I favor best.”

He who replied, the King upon His throne,
Bore wounds as well in hands and feet and side.
With light resplendent all the bruises shone,

And as he held their mirror to His bride,
A sadness infinite was in His eyes.
Yet love and lasting pity flowed full tide

And broke upon the shores of her disguise
To wash her gently back against His breast.
“Am I not more to you than self’s vain prize?”

Then she through whom the sword of shame had passed
 Asked not, “What are these wounds upon Your breast?”

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful.