"And I beheld, and heard the voice of one eagle flying through the midst of heaven,
saying with a loud voice: Woe, woe, woe to the inhabitants of the earth....
[Apocalypse (Revelation) 8:13]

Monday, July 7, 2014

Poem: Ring of Purity

“Ring of Purity”
Poem By: Eric Gajewski from (F.O.S)

A promise made by heart unto Heart
A vow of obedience, poverty and chastity
To taketh up thy Mantle, O' Queen

Clothed in thy Perpetual Virginity
For what man cannot do alone
Thou, in grace, can make us be
To dispense by thy breast as but a seed
For nowst within my heart expand grown into tree
Married at heart, a life in martyrdom for thy Church's fertility
To give my heart and whole self to Thee, my King
Bound invisibly, led forth maternally by thee Virgin Mary
To men it frightens, to thy young so scary
But upon my past now buried in thy Sepulcher with Christ
So that I mayst resurrect, by heart wide open, letting His Life reign perpetually
Yea, no man can seest His Face in impurity
No man can seest thy division of right from left in liberalism's words of ambiguity
Like thy dark dense clouds that cover thy Son in obscurity
What the world shalst think hast always wavered.... so let it be
For thy majority art bent on self drawing darkness upon us in society
But He calleth thee onward in thy Fortress in virtue
For we all wilst have to stand before His Seat of Judgment,
O' great Eternal King
To giveth witness to deeds done in the body
Before thy Holy Trinity
His Heart giveth all whereas the self gave nothing to me in reality
So take thee in this exile thou companions of modesty and poverty
And alloweth Him as Infant to grow in thy soul
As vessel, just as like thy Womb didst of our Lady
And work to alloweth Selfless Love to mature unto perfect charity
For no more didst I take to our Mother, awayst from self love
And from these wretched hands of perversion didst Her hands embrace mine gently
And placeth uponst my finger, Thy ring of Purity

“For therest art no Charity without first purity; no purity without discipline and control of thy heart over thy senses and body. And without grace, that spark, death surely thou wilst be enveloped by and so shalst ye see. Thus it is Mary, who calleth us forward unto Her table,thy communion rail, who forgives us for putting her Son to death and who implores us to eat of His Being, which is Selfless Love. ”

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