"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]

Sunday, April 6, 2014

NEW! An Eagle's Message: Mary, Tree of Life

An Eagle's Message: Mary, Tree of Life

Mary, Tree of Life
By:Eric Gajewski

Plant our hearts, we must, under thee
As thy little flowers whose vibrant petals speak
Hope, we have, to imitate all thy virtues
From thy Fruit, our Source
That at every Mass the eagles gather unto and eat
For in whose Immaculate Heart would change this sinner's course
Whose every vein runs wholly in union with our Creed
Who said Fiat and thence our Reedemer didst thou conceive
That too makes the hearts of men in joy leap
Who received the Father's Will and now do thou lead
A One Woman Army, whose roots runneth as One with the Son, deep
And by which every grace do flow; where She meeteth every need
This New Eve , whose Fruit called Charity
Makes every Eagle soar and opens the inner eye to see
Who at every Mass calls us forward to her table
So that personally, She can give us Her Son, upon Whom we feed
Whose Immaculate Heart frees and crushes every greed
And makes the Eagle's eyes wide in the sky to foresee
Who sees the “lance of Vatican II” pierce His Sacred Heart
As I see in union Her own Heart which too bleeds
Nay, many art those who run to and fro across the seas
Taking pleasure upon the senses from America to Sicily
Dining finely upon the surface but within are empty
Why do you makest Her Immaculate Heart compete?
Says the soul screaming awaiting to be complete...
But alas! I knowest my heart alone wast made for thee!
That I mayst adore thy Son properly
Wherest any eagle can see that the “new Mass” is not ordinary
And so I run, as thy little child, into thy arms which console me
Whom we can say, in this journey of the interior way
Guides us thru this Fortress yet so many do so unknowingly
O' this Tree! Which my heart must stay planted and stand firmly
Is none other than the Woman clothed with the Son, our Blessed Lady
And yea, it is under thee, in thy shade, O' Mary
Thy branches,your Mantle, that we shall take shelter in and be protected from
Thy Rays of Justice from the Father and Son
So we may say, thou art Justice's sunblock, UV-eternity
And hidest in thy Immaculate Heart, our Ark and remain in security
O' Soldier! O' Knight and Handmaid do thy wear her scapular?
O' hear me! Do thy pray the most holy Rosary?
For She art a “certain” saving setim wood
That shares in heaven's redemption plan under the Son subjectively
This vessel that Housed the Son wast seen upon Calvary
Now before men, as One, pressed together with nails, two hearts
A Mother's and a Son's which art bound mystically
It is thee! Who helps us overcome “self”...this disease of “me”
So pay heed! And as eagles take residence uponst her leaves
For thou art our Mother who brings Life into this New Garden
Whom we look up to as thy little flowers, as Paradise's New Tree...

Genesis 2:9
"...the tree of life also in the midst of paradise.."

Proverbs 3:18
She is a tree of life to them that lay hold on her: and he that shall retain her is blessed.

Apocalypse (Revelation) 2:7
I will give to eat of the tree of life, which is in the paradise of my God.

Apocalypse (Revelation) 22:2
In the midst of the street thereof, and on both sides of the river, was the tree of life, bearing twelve fruits, yielding its fruits every month, and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.


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