The Music in Noise

"If there were one million families praying the Rosary every day, the entire world would be saved."
✝ Pope Saint Pius X



Poetry

I'm not truly super into writing poetry, or reading it for that matter, but every now and then I do like to read certain special poems, and even write some poetry of my own. That being said, it's truly not all that different from writing song lyrics. I guess my point is don't expect much.

Concédeme Un Deseo

Cielo de la noche,
belleza como la mujer celeste.
Brillo de estrellas lejanas
fuegos violentos y tranquilos.

Tu consistencia me alivia
de los vientos turbulentos.
Con los cambios más mínimos
como para captar mi imaginación.

¿Cuántos misterios guardas?
¿Tantos como el Libro del Amor?
¿Cuántas luces tienes
que brillan como el sol?

Tu oscuridad no la temo
porque sé que no está vacía,
sino repleta de anomalías
que aún no llego a comprender.

Concédeme ser una estrella en tu cielo.
Un granito en la galaxia que ilumina la noche.
Concédeme estar contigo para siempre
en ese reino de paz y consistencia.

Mary's Eukaristia

Oh Mary, oh holy Mother, who knows our Lord so well.
How did it feel to keep Him in your womb, so close to your heart?
Were you sad when you had birthed Him, that He had exited from your belly?
(Or) did you rejoice as you could finally hold Him in your arms?
Oh Mary, oh holy Mother, teach me how to receive your Son.

Oh Mary, oh holy Mother, who accompanied our Lord in His Passion.
How did you endure the horror of seeing your Son suffer?
Yet, despite the pain that it caused in your heart, you did not look away.
What sorrow you must have felt, your baby boy lying dead in your arms.
Oh Mary, oh holy Mother, teach me how to receive your Son.

Oh Mary, oh holy Mother, who had faith in the glorious resurrection of our Lord.
How great was your joy when the Good News spread like a shining light!
Your face illuminated with a smile that cannot be contained.
How wonderful did it feel, your Son on your tongue, as He returned to your belly, from whence He came?
Oh Mary, oh holy Mother, teach me how to receive your Son.

Amen.

Mi Aportación

Cuando te ignoraba, Señor,
no te olvidabas de mí.
Cuando erraba, Señor,
me intentaste corregir.
Al arrepentirme, Señor,
tuviste misericordia de mí.

Yo soy un inmerecido
de tu caridad y tu amor.
Que aunque yo no te de nada
me das todo lo que preciso.
¿Cómo puedo yo pagar
mi deuda contigo?

Tratar a mis hermanos
con caridad y amor.
Mostrarles la misma misericordia
que mostraste ante mi rebelión.
Corregirles fraternalmente
pensando en su salvación.

Aun no es suficiente,
pero es mi aportación.