Category: Marian Poetry

Her human nature for us wears a crown:
The glory of our race made full alive.
As in Baptismal waters our sin drowns,
We rise with her in Him to Father’s side.

Can we so dare to want to do His will
That with her we surrender all,
And as her child have us His Spirit fill
With joy to know we follow Shepherd’s call?

His voice in hers we hear from heaven high,
“To me be done whatever You desire,”
And cares of this world lift as He draws nigh
To breathe His warmth in Holy Spirit’s fire.

Her crown for us becomes her diadem,
As with her we to heaven now ascend. 

T’is ever-fruitful, Mary’s womb,
As in her Son she births the Church,
Where flowers cast by her will bloom,
As Spirit every heart will touch
With gifts and fruits unique to each,
Intended for the common good.
Through Church into the world they reach
With grace shows we are understood.

In grace’s order she is first;
Humility sets her apart,
To quench the everlasting thirst
Her Son shows us is in his heart,
For every one in time is born
And destined for eternity.
Redeemed by Him on Easter morn:
From sin and death, we’re all set free.

We enter in our Father’s house,
As children in the Son we come;
Through womb of Holy Spirit’s spouse
We’re welcomed to our heav’nly home—
Our destiny to live above
With Mother in the Trinity,
Caught up in everlasting love,
Become who we are meant to be. 

A silence over earth descends
With Mary’s faith that’s hopeful now
That her Son born will live again
And heaven, earth to Him will bow.

As we await, He harrows hell
For cry of ancient dead He hears;
Repentant souls He will all tell:
“I’ve come to cast away your fear.”

For Mary’s Son is Son of Eve;
His life now penetrates the past
And gives to longing hearts reprieve—
New life that will forever last. 

Our yesterdays are sealed behind a stone,
Are dead to life through Him in grave is laid–
Came to His people for their sin atone
And rescue them from death’s foreboding shade.
Then raised, our yesterdays are bathed in light
In radiance from the brightness of our Lord
Whose Resurrection ends our Eastern night
In Son who’s spoken–is our Father’s Word.
Our Eden’s East breathes in the Spirit’s dawn
Of day in heaven will eternal last
To exile end–now fruit for us is grown,
And death and sin forever for us past.
With Mary’s “Yes” are yesterdays redeemed,
And Eden’s East is not what it had seemed. 

Our Father creates heaven and our earth
To be a seamless garment Adam wears—
Anticipates he and his Eve will tear
And humankind will need a second birth
Through Mary, will by Spirit’s gift conceive
The Father’s Son—eternal enters time—
Makes seamless once again for Adam’s line
His heaven and His earth through Second Eve
Who stands beneath Son’s Cross by Father raised–
Draws all creation to Him, Truth and Way,
Creates old Eden new on Easter day
To sing with angels, men their songs of praise
For heaven’s Father and His only Son,
Who’s from the Father and of Mary, One.

O Mary, Mother of my heart,
Come enter me with Father’s Son
That He may to my heart impart
His love for you was first begun

In Garden fair so long ago
As soon as snake lured Eve away,
And Father’s love for us He showed
In prophecy of Him, the Way–

For He will knock on my heart’s door
And ask me to invite Him in
So I may human heart adore
Of Him who saves us from our sin.

Your human heart to Him is giv’n–
Becomes in Him our way to heav’n. 

The Cross becomes as Mary’s womb;
     Both bear the Lord of life
Who’s resurrected from His tomb—
     Brings world His Mother’s light.

Her light illumines stable now
     O’erlaid upon His Cross.
Before them both we all here bow;
     No longer are we lost.

With Mary we will His Cross bear
     That He has borne for us,
And with Him we His grave clothes wear
     Wrapped ’round our human dust—

But Spirit’s breath through our dust blows,                                 
And with Him we are raised.
His life in us with Mary know
     As we our Father praise! 

Has ever there been sorrow such as yours–
A sinless sorrow weeps for promised land—
As all creation with your tears endures
Your suff’ring, as with Him you take your stand?

Your heart within His sinless heart there dies,
And you His Body hold in loving arms;
Then through the night your heart in His grave lies—
Awaits the dawn’s escape from Satan’s harm.

And when light comes, the stone is rolled away
As sorrow in your heart is raised in joy,
For your Son has our sin and death here slayed,
And we eternal life will now enjoy.

You, Lady, with your sorrow raised now bow
With us before your Son’s eternal now. 

O Mary, Image, beautiful, complete,
Of Trinity in heaven whose clear light
Reflects in you, who Holy Spirit greet,
Consent to bear God’s Son in earth’s dark night.
A perfect human self put back at last
In Naz’reth’s Garden through Gethsemane
By Son who took from you what He had cast
From future, to replace that Past Lost Tree.
Eternity’s New Tree grew once in time
In Galilee and bore its perfect fruit
In Bethlehem, beginning heaven’s rhyme
Of Jesse’s Son sprung from New Eden’s Root.
O Mother Mary, Trinity’s clear light
Reflects in you to shine in earth’s dark night. 

The Queen of all Creation we will praise—
Restores the Paradise from which we fell,
And with her and her Son we all are raised. 

She answered “yes” to God as Virgin Maid;
In her response makes all creation well.
The Queen of all Creation we will praise.

As we are raised above our sinful maze
We see it is the ante-room of Hell,
And with her and her Son we all are raised.

With joyful hearts we will her Son obey
Who lives beyond the sound of our death knell;
The Queen of all Creation we will praise.

Her light with splendor shines her healing rays
On us who of her splendor always tell,
And with her and her Son we all are raised.

Those two on us with love forever gaze,
And fear and guilt in our hearts they will quell.
The Queen of all Creation we will praise,
And with her and her Son we all are raised.