Tagarchief: Our Lady

Our Lady of Perpetual Help

“Our Lady of Perpetual Help”, an anonymous 15th century Byzantine icon, handmade reproduction on a piece of driftwood (25x17cm) found at the beach. It was warm heartedly given to me & made by Dora, our school secretary. The original one has quite a remarkable & interesting story, which you can read on Wikipedia
 
Here’s a poem I wrote, on my return of Medjugorje, Bosnia & Herzegovina, july 2002, inspired by Our Lady:
 
LOST AND FOUND
 
As I am walking in this world of words
sometimes I keep forgetting how once
- inspired- I was returning home when
suddenly You spoke and down the hill
You came in shining white, Your music
as from heaven sent was all around,
and how it told me to have patience,
O I remember how my heart was filled
with joy, I hardly couldn’t wait and now,
while looking in Your eyes I feel a touch
of paradise, I finally have found an answer
beyond words.
 
ps: here a picture explaining the symbols on the icon:
 
 

Wedding Dance

As to my eyes are the bending lines
of Her soft skin so is Her dance along
the mountain curve on a sweet summer
breeze under the guidance of His presence:
leaf by leaf and ray by ray this Queen
is walking to my heart, touching with
Her veils, I hardly can believe Her call,
and I invite Her in, humbly accepting
the gift of Her warm breath
O no, there is no death when there is
parting only the reassuring promise
of Her leave to have Her and to hold
this welcome as a gentle bride

written on a tango summer course in Albi, La Fraysinette France

Motherland

(D-Day ~Normandy > each beach is a continuing testimony of our history…)

For each who talks,
for each who walks,
for each there is a beach,
for each to print a footstep here,
for each to shed a tear

For each and every one of us
for each a Womb to meet
for each and every one of us
in each our Hearts shall beat

Wherever you may be
Just offer Me belief
Then put your trust in Me
I’ll offer you relief

For each who fights,
for each who writes,
for each there is a hand,
for each who weeps,
for each who sleeps,
for each there is a land

For each and every one of us
for each here shed a tear
for each and every one of us
for each this Sea shall hear

Wherever you may be
Just offer Me belief
Then put your trust in Me
I’ll offer you relief

For each who falls,
for each who calls,
for each there is a Tomb,
for each who strays,
for each who prays,
for each there is a Womb

For each and every one of us
for each our sins we’ll give
for each and every one of us
for each She shall forgive

Wherever you may be
Just offer Me belief
And put your trust in Me
I’ll offer you relief

For each who grieves,
for each who leaves,
for each there is a Home,
for each who craves,
for each the waves
shall offer silent praise

For each and every one of us
for each and every Love
for each and every one of us
for each She”l send Her Dove

Wherever you may be
Just offer Me belief
Then put your trust in Me
I’ll offer you relief

For each who bled,
the waves turned red,
they colored their embrace,
their lips became
a silent blame
for each and every face

For each and every one of them,
for each we shall remain
for each and every one of them
Love’s witness of their pain

Wherever you may be
Just offer Me belief
And put your trust in Me
I’ll offer you relief

For each who cries,
for each who dies,
for each there is a wave,
for each who breathes
and suffocates
the Motherland awaits

For each and every one of us,
for each beginnings near,
for each and every one of us
for each then be them dear

Wherever you may be
Just offer Me belief
And put your trust in Me
I’ll offer you relief

And gently then,
and gently then,
as Heart’s beat fades away,
for each who sings,
for each Sea brings
the wave to Soul’s D-day

For each and every one of us
for each here we shall pray
for each and every one of us
for each this Sea shall stay

Wherever you may be
Just offer Me belief
And put your trust in Me
I’ll offer you relief

From each who falls,
from each who calls,
from each She asks belief,
for each who strays,
for each who prays,
for each shall be relief

For each and every one of us
this Motherland shall be
for each and every one of us
Her Womb Eternity

Wherever you may be
Just offer Me belief
And put your trust in Me
I’ll offer you relief

(+ All War Beaches +)

(animation via http://www.pimpmyspace.org/ )

Smoke

Some smoke is dancing in the snow,
it makes me think of You, my Love,
some smoke is dancing in the snow,
there are no leaves and trees are naked,
O my Love, some smoke is dancing
with the snow, is there a message
then for me, are You inviting me, O,
so graciously, so graciously, I hear
Your voice, it hasn’t melted yet,
O Lord, my Lord of Frost, shall You
then keep Her here, before my Love
has melted, melted by some smoke,
here, dancing in the snow.

Maria Assumpta

 

AVE MARIA

@ Maria Assumptalyceum, Brussels, a gift ;-)

MEMORARE

O piissima Virgo Maria,
non esse auditum a saeculo,
quemquam ad tua currentem praesidia,
tua implorantem auxilia, aut tua petentem suffragia
a te esse derelictum.
Ego tali animatus fiducia,
ad te Virgo virginum Maria
Mater Iesu Christi, confugio,
ad te venio, ad te curro,
noli, Domina mundi, noli aeterni Verbi Mater verba mea despicere,
sed audi propitia et exaudi me miserum ad te in hac lacrimarum valle clamantem.
Adsis mihi, obsecro, in omnibus necessitatibus meis, nunc et semper,
et maxime in hora mortis meae.
O clemens, o pia, o dulcis Virgo Maria!
Amen

REMEMBER

O most gracious Virgin Mary,
that never was it known
that anyone who fled to thy protection,
implored thy help, or sought thy intercession
was left unaided by thee.
Inspired with this confidence,
I fly to thee,
Mary, Virgin of virgins, Mother of Jesus Christ;
to thee do I come; before thee I stand,
O Mistress of the World and Mother of the Word Incarnate,
despise not my petitions,
but in thy mercy hear and answer wretched me crying
to thee in this vale of tears.
Be near me, I beseech thee, in all my necessities, now and always,
and especially at the hour of my death.
O clement, o loving, o sweet Virgin Mary.
Amen

(15th century prayer, made popular by Fr. Claude Bernard, the Poor Priest )

see history @ :
http://www.preces-latinae.org/thesaurus/BVM/Memorare.html

Prayer To Our Lady Of The Snow

Some smoke is dancing in the snow,
it makes me think of You, my Love,
some smoke is dancing in the snow,
there are no leaves and trees are naked,
O my Love, some smoke is dancing
with the snow, is there a message
then for me, are You inviting me, O,
so graciously, so graciously, I hear
Your voice, it hasn’t melted yet,
O Lord, my Lord of Frost, shall You
then keep Her here, before my Love
has melted, melted by some smoke,
here, dancing in the snow.