Category: Marian Poetry

Your truth that is, unfolds in time;
Already it’s to us revealed.
With heaven’s beauty it’s sublime–
In time no longer is concealed.

For beauty, truth unite in Him
From Mother’s “Yes,” to us is born,
Makes all creation Bethlehem–
Each human soul by Him adorned.

For with her “Yes” she gives to us
The freedom of her own consent
So we may choose in child-like trust
To welcome Him, our sins repent.

We then see who we’ll one day be
That’s now on earth to us revealed;
In bondage to Him we are free–
By time no longer truth concealed. 

From heaven’s vault she comes to us–
She is immaculate conceived–
Our Lady Wisdom for us trusts
In Him whose Son for us receives.

She knows who is the One I Am
And who she is in His intent
To Mother be of Son, the Lamb–
Redeems us all through her is sent.

Through her His wisdom is a mist
To permeate our human earth
And all the Devil’s lies untwist–
Remove his coil in our new birth.

Through wisdom from her we can breathe
New life in Resurrection’s air;
No longer for old Eden grieve
For new is raised through wisdom fair. 

Where is the family we all seek
     Whose face we long to see,
A vision for whom we all weep:
     Your Holy Trinity?

Is it too much of You to ask
     To show us all Yourself,
Will You no longer wear a mask
     So our souls will know health?

Look up, You say, and see my star
     That guides all wise to me;
I’ve come to you from heaven far
     In Holy Family.

Are Jesus, Mary, Joseph, three
     My likeness on the earth;
In them you can Myself now see
     As families know new birth. 

For every family now can live
     As likeness of those three
And to the world will myself give
     In human trinity. 

Blessed Mary is the Holy Spirit’s gift
Who brings to our minds all that Jesus taught
To lead to Father’s truth that’s meant to lift
Our hearts to ponder wisdom Mary sought.
We welcome her into our hearts with John,
Becomes our Mother who to Jesus leads
To weave together all of us as one
In Holy Church, where’s sown salvation’s seeds.
For all the world of her is to be born
And grow in School of Mary, Second Eve,
And walk together into Easter morn:
With hope and love through Mary’s heart, believe.
Blessed Mary helps us ponder, come to know
Her Son, our Lord, who Spirit comes to show.

In joy and sorrow, light and glory, we
Participate with Mary in her life
With Jesus,  from consent through Calvary’s Tree—
She beckons us to follow her Son’s path
With her, to do what He tells us to do:
In decade after decade we should ask
For old creation to be made anew
In Triune love—was present at the first,
Created Adam, Eve to procreate
The human race’s heart with Triune thirst
For perfect love inside our Eden’s gate,
Now opened once again with Mary’s “Yes.”
See, Rosary’s the path fulfills our quest.

I step into a starry night and see a moon
And blink my eyes, for in that moon is Lady Fair
Who stands all dressed in blue, then bows to ask a boon
From One whose glory she reflects in heaven’s air. 

And then the melody of her gay laughter sounds,
As One, who o’er horizon stands within the sun,
Reminds her of a wedding feast where was not found
More wine, and she then asked a boon of Only Son.

For this is Heaven’s Queen I see, who’s always bathed
In radiance of her Son, forever gives her light—
His brilliance through His Mother whose sweet arms had swathed
Himself in clothes and nursed Him through His first earth’s night.

And now I know that boon she asked was just for me
Who have so lately learned to honor her as mine:
My Mother and of all her children who’re made free
From sin and Satan through Begotten’s wedding wine.    

The heavens parted, and I saw within
Our Virgin Mother, crowned as heaven’s Queen,
Who with her Son o’er Eden newly reigns:
New Adam and New Eve both free from sin.
The curtain in my heart began to close,
And to our Lord I made my fervent prayer
To let me always see His holy pair
As King and Queen of hearts—in their repose.
Then in a mighty wind His Spirit came
With His assurance that our Father’s love,
Descended to a Virgin on His Dove,
Will always part that curtain with Son’s name.
Please, Mother, pray His Spirit will descend
From Father through His Son to Eden mend.

First Eve’s own choice to eat gave back her crown
And lost for all of us was earth’s first queen;
Now earth’s sharp thorns must shape a crown wrapped ‘round
The brow of One will enter Eden clean.

God’s angel sent to maid of Nazareth–
he child of Anna, Mary is her name–
To ask her womb to open for His breath
To bring His Son to fleshly nature claim.

Like Eve, her heart is free to make that choice
For her heart’s pure by choice of her first Son
To wear that crown of thorns with silent voice—
Bleeds back in time from cross, her sin undone.

And Mary of New Eden crowned as Queen
Of heaven and of earth, her Son makes clean.

In Nazareth a Lily born,
     Our long-awaited Eve;
A seed from Resurrection morn
     Blown back on Spirit’s breeze

That Lily blossoms sapphire blue
     In Eden’s valley still.
A Lily hid from Satan’s view
     Will soon grow on a hill.

Then in the springtime to her bower,
     An angel comes from God
With message to this fragrant flower;
     All wait a Virgin’s nod.

As Lord’s Handmaid our Lily bows
     And Spirit consummates.
With Father’s Son to her endows;
     She now will share His fate.

From manger to His Calvary
     She mothers God’s own Son.
High on that hill with Him is she;
     He gives her there to John.

On Valley’s lily spills raindrops
    Of red from Sharon’s Rose.
Together these two flowers stop
     That sin our First Eve chose.

Now Second Eve and Adam rise
     Anew on Easter morn.
Our Lily and her Rose surprise
     Us all; we’re flowers born.

The Birth of Mary
September 8th

O Mary, at your feet we fall
As you teach us to “Father” call
     Creator God above,
For He who made His Image all
Through you then came to break sin’s wall
     With His Incarnate love.

His Spirit brought our Father’s seed
When you consented to His deed
     And bore His only Son.
At your sweet breast His Son did feed
And learned from you God’s Name to heed;
     He and “I Am” are One.

And then to His disciples taught
That through you His own Father sought
     His sisters, brothers new.
Through your consent salvation wrought;
At Nazareth your will was naught—
     God’s Son learned that from you.

Your human will in Garden seen
As your Son from your deed does glean
     And says, “Not mine but Yours.”
At Cross you on each other lean,
God’s Son and you, our Heaven’s Queen;
     Two human natures pure.

On Easter Resurrection morn
Our human nature is reborn;
     Through you we’re raised on high,
Our Heaven’s Queen for us adorned
In righteousness as sin is shorn
     From all who with Him die.

A last with you to Heaven come
All those who have in Christ become
     Our Father’s children raised.
To us in Christ He says, “Well done;”
Our life in Him has just begun:
     His Trinity be praised!