September 7, 2007

My Journey to God

Poetry for the Lord

The Byzantine Eyes of Christ

The Byzantine eyes of Christ
What lies behind such mystery
As I gaze deeply into the
Large, dark, almond-shaped features
Of Your face

Were those eyes to touch
They would caress me lovingly

Were those eyes to hear
It would be such wondrous melody

Were those eyes to speak
They would tell only of radiance and beauty

I too wish to see with
The Byzantine eyes of Christ

God’s Touch

Touch my mind, quiet the unrest
Touch my eyes, envision peace
Touch my ears, melodies surround
Touch my lips, no words needed
Touch my face, caress Your likeness
Touch my hands, be still
Touch my heart, heal the hurt
Touch my soul, never let go

By Cathy Dearing

(Cathy Dearing is a member of St. Barnabas Parish in Indianapolis. She wrote the first poem after praying in the chapel at Our Lady of Fatima Retreat House in Indianapolis.) †

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