My Visit With Mary
you appeared to me
in the middle of the woods
i was like a child in the wilderness
as with david I began kneeling
yellow flowers had begun
blooming abruptly before me
they seemed to be surrounded us
wooden stumps gathered
like thee apostles i shivered
while the scent of pink roses were abundant
and presently clear with a distant aroma
as I tremmored the bright light
seemed to be covering your image
you reached out your hands to me
as the trees also began kneeling
weeping profoundly your voice whispered
do not be afraid for he is with you
the ground beneath my feet began opening
descending into the earth as thunder
raced across sunlight as night scurried under day
the mountains and hills began to sway
crumbling into thee ocean and the awaiting seas
as the rivers were drawn closely together forming
one stream joining throughout the world connecting
only in Jordan as large stones were turned into soft gravel
leading a path to only Jesus as the lord cried out
there should be goodness in truth I covered my eyes
the lord replied behold women remove
your hands from your face for you are women
you are child no more sighing mother
no more crying woman and needing help
because no one noticed when Jesus welpt
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