The Visitation

Hark to the tale I tell
Of a woman named Mary (not Belle)
Who with child did traverse the earth
To help Elizabeth give birth

When they met after so long apart
Beth's child leapt up to her heart
And with the Spirit of the Lord inside
To Mary she began to confide

"I am honored the mother of my Lord
Blessed of women has crossed my sward
Blessed be the fruit of your womb
Blessed we who are saved from our doom."

Now to all who have heard my tale
Of the one to whom angels hail
Teach to your children to bless
The one whom the Child caressed





God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Tree climb

A cylinder delving below my sight
It has a hue, deep brown with speckled gray
Shooting out sticks to an infinite height
Its roughness causes my tender heart to pray

My arms freely reach out, of accorded joy
They grasp every stick and I foot each step
On and on, up and up, ascending joy
Not stopping for breath, with purpose I step

The depth of the brown which covers my mind
The speckles of gray which hold my arms high
The foliage of green before and behind
And the white mixed with blue of the pure sky

Around my gaze is drawn, both down and up
The joy of my heart's climb overflows my cup





God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Happy Pentecost!

Happy Birthday dear beloved Church!




God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Truth

I was feeling a little guilty that I didn't post Thursday. So you get two today.

Taken up into the sky
Readying the Spirit's gifts
Understanding our sinful drifts
Taken up into the sky
He humbly, with our spirits, lifts







God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Ascension Thursday Sunday

Alright so the ascension of a tree is slower. But I like trees.

Happy Ascension!



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

To love, to love

To love, to love, it is what I cannot
So I shall die, shall lay my head and lie
I die, and rest, my body left to rot
Until He comes, Who is of Love comes nigh

A voice, melodious and sweet, does call
So intimate and sweet it sounds out 'Friend!
I Love you O so much I died for all!
I Love you O so much twill be your end!'

The voice pierces through to my deadened heart
My soul does soar through heavens to my God
With joy I hear commands God does impart
With joy I give honor glory and laud

For as Christ does treat me as His brother
He asks that we shall now Love one another



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Vine and branches

God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey