Tender, pure flesh,
Sweet with an innocence
Not of this world,
The Unblemished Lamb;
Such a sweetness
One would barely touch.
Love seeps from every pore,
Sweat of Innocent Blood.
Such tender Love, so Divine
It can no longer be contained
In so human a Body,
But already pours forth
From Your pure flesh
Moved to Sacrifice.
Tender Love, tender flesh
Of the Body of our God,
Saturated with Love,
Splits, bursting
With Sacrificial Love.
So pure, uncontainable,
It rips, tears, splits
Against the touch of evil;
Blood of Love
Rushes to pour forth
From every Wound inflicted
On this pure Body
By our hearts of darkness
And our confused minds.
There Love hangs
In the Body;
Tenderly, so sweetly,
The Perfect Sacrifice
Pouring forth all in Love
In the form of Sacred Blood.
My lips touch the feet
Of the Perfect Lamb;
Tender Wounds
Sealed with love.
Gentle tears
Wash the feet
Of the Divine Master of Love.
Your Perfect Love,
Your total Sacrifice
Holds my heart,
Softened beyond resistance,
Trembling, overcome
With this Love, so flawless.
How can I respond
In gratitude to my Beloved
For the gift of Himself
To my poor heart?
So perfect a gift of His Love.
What can I do, my heart cries out!
Show me how to love You
With a grateful heart!
Come, let Me into your heart,
My Beloved replies,
Overtaking my heart
With a Flood of Love.
I seek refuge in your heart,
A place so soft to rest
Away from the weary world
That arrogantly turns
From its Love.
Will you embrace My Heart
That comes with Thorns and Wounds
Though they will slowly pierce
The soft flesh of your heart?
For My Love is too great to wait.
My heart opens wide to receive
The Heart of my Beloved
As He pierces my soft heart
To the core with His tender Love.
3-9-2002