My Journey to God

Ode to St. Anne

Imagination tempts me
When I think of you, St. Anne.
What possible elation
Could surpass God’s perfect plan!

You hold your grandson, Jesus,
As you sing the tribal lore,
The lullaby of ages
To be heard forevermore.

This portrait of contentment
Speaks as only silence can.
I know you hear its echoes—
Hold him, hold him close, St. Anne.

By Dorothy M. Colgan

(Dorothy M. Colgan is a member of St. Meinrad Parish in St. Meinrad.) †