Fourth Station

images (7)

He met her eyes

The gaze of sweet compassion

Mothers anguish


Beyond spoken words

The natural grace of substance

Taste tenderness


For love she beheld

In the mystery of redemption

Blissful vision

Poured out worthiness

And sacrificed wholeness


This entry was posted in Poems and tagged . Bookmark the permalink.

Thank you for reading my poems. Please don't feel you have to comment. I enjoyed writing them, I hope you enjoyed reading them, Be blessed.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s