May 3, 2013

My Journey to God

Sacred Space

The colors came
Bathed in the glow of Spring.
Where before was muted silence;
Grey, still expectation,
Is now a wonderment of beauty
And symphony of light and sound.
Birds rejoice
Trees bud
The sun makes glad,
Hearts wearied with shadow.

You came.
We waited,
God answered.
And though all the Heavens sing
With the chorus of nature,
Yours is the sweetest sound;
Though all the flowers burst triumphant
And brilliant from their hidden beds,
Are the most beautiful bloom of all.

By Sandy Bierly

(Sandy Bierly, a member of Our Lady of Perpetual Help Parish in New Albany, wrote this poem before the start of a Saturday evening Mass in her parish’s church.)

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