I am attempting to keep to a commitment to post a message here at least once a week. Unfortunately due to some very problematic issues in connection with some other groups I have kept me occupied. Therefore I really do not have any particularly new thoughts to contribute now. However sometimes I do run into poems or hymns which should be posted here. One of these is an unconventional poem to Mary which was posted a couple of months ago at the Divine Mother yahoo site. Click at the Divine Mother link to connect with the site. I think that the poem is hauntingly beautiful.
The only problem which I have with the poem are with its last two lines,
Mary you're covered in roses, you're covered in ashes You're covered in rain You're covered in babies, you're covered in slashes You're covered in wilderness, you're covered in stains ... .... Mary you're covered in roses, you're covered in ruin You're covered in secrets You're covered in treetops, you're covered in birds Who can sing a million songs without any words ... .... Jesus said, Mother I couldn't stay another day longer Flys right by me and leaves a kiss upon her face. While the angels are singin' his praises in a blaze of glory Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place ...