Hope To The End ..............POEMS



I See His Blood Upon the Rose


I see His blood upon the rose
And in the stars the glory of His eyes,
His body gleams amid eternal snows,
His tears fall from the skies.
 
I see His face in every flower;
The thunder and the singing of the birds
Are but His voice -- and carven by His power
Rocks are His written words.
 
All pathways by His feet are worn,
His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea,
His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn,
His cross is every tree.


Joseph Mary Plunkett


Since a rose is not always around, I use the red numbers on the digital clock to remind me of His blood covering throughout the day.
Colors, the beauty in nature, kindness etc. all help to distract from the "pull" of this world.
Thanks Susan B, Lisa and Jan for finding this poem.

And thank you Paul Purtell for sharing this with me.

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