John Rhinem Poet I do not know?

~ the Rosary ~

"Blessed is the one, whom walketh not...." Psalm 1
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Staring at this rosary
Its cross, its beads
Pressing it within my hand
Remembering....
When it was first given unto me
Catholic I have never been
But it is the blessing of faith
In which I now see~ 
One of my best friends grew up
Attnding services at Saint Lukes
Many that I knew, really....
When I was but a child
And then a young man
Lost, within my own world
Never knowing the meaning of the cross
Not truly; nor did I know God?
But a few times I went
Sitting aside them, amid the crowded pews
Once upon a Christmas Eve, I did
I remember that time
When I laughed out loud
Everyone stared, before I rose and left
The double hand carved doors
Closing, this moment behind me....
A few years would pass by after this
Before I ever returned again
With a urn full of poisoned sins
Which I had gathered along lifes way
But it all seems distant unto me now
As I gaze upon this rosary within my hand
Knowing that mercy for some reason, undeserved
Had one night visited, within a dream....
Removing these shackles forever
The walls that held me solumn
Upon the paths, where once I stood
"This Cross!"....As I peer beyond its meaning
Across the valley floors, which I have tread
Seeing clearer, the truths of Heaven
And that its love, is meant for all~
All, that shall come just as they are....
Closing forever, these hand carved doors!?
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            ~ The Rosary ~

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Old Buck March 19, 2015 at 5:51 PM John: I ran across a testimony of yours you had sent to another poet. I felt drawn to view your work. As I did it seemed there hadn't been additions for quite some time. So I went back to your beginning. I'm glad I did. I was Catholic turned Baptist at 22. Ray Stevens calls us Captists in his barber shop song. :o) Thank you for sharing your Rosary with us so long ago. oldbuck

Robin L. Gass December 9, 2008 at 5:45 PM Beautiful write, as always, John. I too, am not catholic but there is a lot of beauty within that religion and essentially, the main thing is accepting Christ as our Savior and doing Gods will, is the same. My mom was brought up protastant family. Two of her brothers were ministers and one of my cousins was a missonary and is now a minister. I have believed my whole life and I still have many 'a sin' on my soul. Your writes are good reminders for me. God bless you, John. Love Robin Matt.5:3-15

Nigel Fawcett October 31, 2008 at 12:46 AM Ah, a wonderfully uplifting and beautifully written piece brother John. I'm sure I am not alone in the number of flashbacks this poem sparks, nor in the way it causes us to reflect and think. Love, Nigel

Lisa Cooper October 30, 2008 at 7:30 AM very well penned. strong words that reach my heart. my mother is catholic but she really never practices.

Dorian Petersen Potter October 29, 2008 at 7:50 PM Very powerful and inspiring poem, you've written here, John.Yes I am not catholic neither but still i love the rosary and try to make time and pray it everyday.I believe the rosary is a very spiritual and powerful tool when you truly believe in God and Jesus and use it only for their glory.God bless you! Dorian

Sean Kelly October 29, 2008 at 12:45 PM John , this is definitly one of the " Glorious Mysteries ".... A very full, and up-lifting piece ... The power of prayer ....