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Motherland – Peace and Freedom Tribute Poem

(For all who embrace freedom in a peaceful way)

For each who talks,
for each who walks,
for each there is a beach,
for each to print a footstep here,
for each to share 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 will beat

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

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

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

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 will remain
for each and every one of them
Love’s witness of their pain

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

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

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
for each these waves will be
for each and every one of us
Her Womb Eternity

Roaming In The Womb Of Being

Song:
 “There’s a beautiful strength going out from you”

~ ‘There’s a beautiful strength going out from you,
there’s a beautiful source in you,
so if we unite in harmony,
together we can be a stream,
a stream of love and compassion,
of joy and equanimity,
refreshing each dale,
by tracing the path of living mindfully.’

Composition/Lyrics: Bert Evens / Arrangement: Mudita
Sung by Bert Evens & Jyoti Singh

Steel Art Work:
” Vagina, Cathedral of Religion” by Frans De Medts, Oostduinkerke, Belgium

Photography & Lay Out: http://www.boutman.com

Paradise

Shall I then look with both my eyes? Shall
I then see a glimpse of Paradise? Or shall I
look with my eye right, or better still, the one
eye left? O Lord, to have a look at You is out
of league, to dance with You my legs are lame,
but still You keep inviting me, You keep on
looking for my inward eye, You keep on dancing
while my legs are lame, O Lord Your dance really
is out of league, but when blinded, cripple, deaf
and lame I stumble, then I see, my eyes right,
not left behind, O yes, I see, I see the glittering
dome of Paradise, it was the inward eye indeed,
the compass You imprinted in my Soul, as is the
graveyard Light to Souls at rest, so is Your Light
to me, in Peace now I can live, in Love my Soul
with You will be, eternally.

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