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Look at Me
“Mary.”
“Raboni.”
Do you recognize Him?
“There is need of only one thing,
Mary has chosen the better part,
And it will not be taken from her. ”
When moths corrode,
What will be left?
When thieves break in and steel?
What cannot be taken from you?
Do you recognize Him?
© 2017 Joann Nelander
I walk in the company of saints.
Faith opens my heart revealing Truth,
As Eucharist brings enlightenment.
Hope opens my eyes to gaze on Past
And throws light upon the future.
With Jesus in the fore,
My saints say, “Follow me.”
Holy friends, pray for me.
© 2017 Joann Nelander
Father Spitzer’s Universe – 2017-06-07 – In The Twinkling Of An Eye: Con…
Heavenward
As dust upon the Wind,
I am drawn upon a breeze of Spirit,
To realms above the world and worldly.
Higher, ever higher,
I implore,
Detach me for the heavenly.
Sweet Sustenance,
Food for my soul,
As You lift me,
You transform and sustain me.
I am of Earth,
But created for You and Your Heaven,
In Eucharist,
I become all gratitude and thanksgiving.
© 2017 Joann Nelander
I Believe
You are here, with me, within me,
Your indwelling Spirit alive,
For the life of me.
You give Your Holy Life to my soul.
Raising nature above the world
To breathe with Your Spirit.
I am in You, for You.
I am Yours.
May Your Heart ever hold me fast.
© 2017 Joann Nelander
You looked down
From Your Cross
To behold faithfulness.
There stood Your Mother.
You beheld her look of grief,
Her suffering Your pain.
You wed it
To Your Own,
Presenting all
Before Our Father’s holy throne.
© 2013 Joann Nelander
He rides the Wind in power and right,
Born of Eternal Light.
All goodness follow in His train,
Like comet tails, falling stars,
That fire my night.
Here light upon my soul and nest,
As spirit bird, find place of rest,
Spreading feathered wing
As shelter, and friend,
To Godly bless.
Stirring, fan the embers of my love,
To blaze anew in fire from above
Transforming dust and dross,
To forge one who walks
Amongst the flame, O Holy Dove.
©2013 Joann Nelander
Eons marked in time, an ocean drop by drop
Faith tested to the nth, suddenly to be here
Sand through an hour glass, seeds promising the crop
Eons marked in time, an ocean drop by drop
Cathartic rhythms purging like the wild hop
You wanted wine, we gave you beer
Eons marked in time, an ocean drop by drop
Faith tested to the nth, suddenly to be here
©2013 Joann Nelander
I offer You, O Lord,
The ground of my being,
The deep from wither
My thoughts and prayers arise.
O Holy Spirit,
Hover over the abyss within,
To grace the land
Rising out of my chaos,
Like the signal blessing
Of the dove of peace,
And a new beginning
Over the waters
After the Flood.
Free me from sin and disorder,
That my unique soul
May shout for joy,
Even for the wonder
That I am,
That You rejoice
To reveal me to be
In true humility,
That I may awaken
To give You due
Honor and praise.
Break up the clods
Of my ignorance
And self-satisfaction.
Plow my field cross hatch,
Plant my furrows with gospel seed.
Water me
That I may be a garden
Of hidden delights,
And a comfort to You
In Your rest.
Joann Nelander Studio 