THE POWER OF THE CROSS

Beloved children bring to me
all your vessels empty as can be,
follow on the path that I once tread
leading you from the valley of the dead.

To where I was tortured and racked with pain
My body and soul they had no stain,
but those of My children whose hearts were hardened
so I walked to the mount of eternal pardon.

Amid the hearts of the Trinity
was My mother’s heart pierced in its purity,
throbbing in union with her fading Son
whose death would become a victory won.

Come to the Cross and I promise one day
true peace will fill your vessels of clay,
taking them out of a world grown selfish and cold
turning them into Holy Vessels of Gold.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Aug. 25, 1993