June 26, 2015

My Journey to God

The Apparition

The soft billowy clouds separated
From the sky of majestic blue,
And hovered over the mountain side,
Where I caught a glimpse of you.
Magnificent the picture my eyes beheld,
As though one with the universe were we.
Creation in all its splendor grand
Could not hold a candle to thee.
My spirit elated, though weak and frail,
I was succumbed by awe at thy sight.
Urging myself from this mountain to flee,
But I could not, try as I might.
A soft voice speaks so tenderly
Of infinite love and great yearning
From him who brought us truth absolute,
And who soon would be returning.
Pride in all my worldly possessions,
In thy presence I do now disdain.
Recompense to thee I do bequeath,
For a life lived sublimely in vain.

By Sharon Haussin
 

(Sharon Haussin is a member of St. Michael Parish in Greenfield.) †

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