Scent of Salvation

The Scent Of Salvation Poem by rose flores rosevoc2

Perfumed his feet, mint cherry bits
Musk billowed, deep ocean fleet

White linen pillows of his hair
Earth’s smoke and fire sun, oh, so rare

Nailed hands to life, air goes to flee
Sweet grace and mercy to earth be

Needs and wants, they’re satisfied
Complete in 14 stations by.

The garden throbs with joy, anew
Rose petal, leaves and honey dew

Bouquet of rainbow, jelly melts
In Eucharist, gold blossoms felt.

Virgin falls, stream of wine, so clear
White wafer bread, a dearly gear

Light bubbly fogs of wood, a whiff
Spiking fountain, a sacred cliff

Angel’s touch turns flowers, hope.
‘John Paul, we pray, ‘ pleads dearest Pope.

You and me, together free,
All nations free! God’s Kingdom be!

Together, we, breathe scent and smell
In God’s blue cross, the flames will tell

Holy workers and priests be sent
Saint Hannibal, ‘Rogate’ tent!

Flash heaven rays, the halo roofs
Clouds on floors, assembled loops

Rows of Saints are gathered now –
Salvation scent, true love, a vow

Cool fragrant dawn and mist of night
From heaven’s pond, heal bones and fright

For you and me, salvation comes
St. Magdalene, anoint us might!

My Lord, my God, be glory, be!
Salvation breeze, Holy Trinity!

Breathe – Christ is risen!

Breathe – Christ is risen!

‘Come Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of the faithful,
And enkindle in them, the fire of Your divine love.
Send forth Your Spirit, and they shall be created,
And You shall renew the face of the earth.’

Breathe – Christ is risen!

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