Litany of the Blessed Sacrament Down in adoration falling He who is the beginning The first born of the dead So that primacy may be His in everything In you there is abundant comfort In you there is infinite mercy In you there is peace beyond all understanding In you there is all consolation In …
Physically separated I’ve adored you from afar. I had come to take for granted your physical presence; when you and I are one. Obstinately I shamed those that won’t allow us to be together. But in time and weakness I would forget, like a child distracted by a new friend at the expense of the …
I go to the hill of the skulls Not unlike everyman I go on fully aware Accompanied alone Mal de vivre, the ironic joy How long the journey? I do not know Make haste! Salvation is at hand I go to the hill of the skulls In no man can I confide The Cyrene I …