April Poems Week 3

This weeks poem is by Mary Enda Hughes, SSND

Even from here, in weakness,
I must be skilled,
Must say without words 
“I am the one you knew.”
And you must summon wordlessly,
the same, hold back your eyes
that ask, “Do you know me?”

It is an awkward skill
on either side.
Yet as long as there is memory
our silence will be silver-gold
for caution has never blurred
our fine connection. . . .

April Poem Week 2

This weeks poem is by Sr Delia Calis, SSND

Mother Theresa Woman of Faith

Silent midnight hours
    root faith deep
        In her loving heart.

In those same still hours
    He bonds her love to His 
        breathing hope and vitality
            into her being.

Her spirit and His pray
    To the Father-Mother as One;
Jesus’ mission, God’s desire  for all creation, are hers:

April poem Week 1

This week's poem is by Sister Maura Eichner, SSND

We Walk in Miracles 

We walk in miracles as children scuff 
through daisy fields, their dresses appliquéd
with shifting tide of blossom, welkin-stuff,  
the Father’s white creative laughter made.

Common as spring, as bread, as sleep, as salt,  
the daisies grow. Our Father made them reel
against us like the morning stars that vault
the greater home His love will yet reveal.