Mary Magdalenes White Rose

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Open Poetry #41

Mary Magdalenes White Rose

SouthernJustice
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since 2007-12-15

Posts 159

0 posted 2008-01-06 03:29 AM

So much time wasted
running around all over
looking around
the deserts of Arabia
The Mountains of the Himalayas
The Frozen Tundra of Siberia
The Islands of The Pacific
Even Outer Space Itself

Yet Simply I had come to the ultimate conclusion
This when I had reached the absolute end of my strength
after all I am ........ a mortla and finite man.
of mortal and finite dust of the earth.
I do not posess an inexhaustibel supply of earthly strength.

I had somply come to the knowledge and acceptance
that I had merely abandoned my first love, thats all.
and living in a seaside cottage. Quite a modest little home not unlike the one I had abandoned
nearly 3 years earlier, I was standing by the sea one windy cold winters moonlit night.
and a white clothed figre came walking slowly toward me from my right.

with my eyes transfixed upon her. she walked closer, calling my name,

How did she know me?" I asked.
And finally she stopped directly in front of me.
"My Beautiful son."
"No. My mother has bronw hair and is much older. You have long red hair."
"My Beautiful Son." THis vision spoke once again.
"You are more beautiful to me than you ahve any way of possibly knowing.
ANd you dont knwo how much I lvoe you.

"Who are you?" I asked this woman.

"I am Mary Magdalene." She replied.

"This is a cruel joke" I responded.
And she named the places I had been, and even more details.
"It is you indeed."
"Yes my son, it is i"
And in her hands she was graspoing a single white rose.

Look at my hadns my son
She spoke And they ahd been pierced through.
And my feet.
and likewise they

and liik at my left side and my heart.
and her heart was pierced and bleeding.

"As I live and breathe."
I fel to her feet weeping
"I will never doubt you or our Master Jesus again."
"I know son, I know. We ahve been both watching over you all this time."
You are a strong and worthy son.
And yoru first love the Love of God has returned to you this night on this seaside.
Please accept this white rose from me.
"Gladly." And I accepted.
And I kissed e her lips very gently.
"My Son,give this rose to yrou daughter. She has missed you so much and she loves you so much."
Yes mistress I will.

"Will you be all righ tnow if I return Heavenward."
"WIll I go to Heaven?"
"I promise you will."

And having said thus. A Cloud descended low and carried Mary Magdallene heavenward.
The Man rushed home to present this rose to his daghter.
"Daddy I have missed you and I love you."
"And I have missed you adn I Love you Princess.

This is the Reteling of the Story of Saint Thomas

http://youtube.com/watch?v=qNxSlwzkG5o

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

1 posted 2008-01-06 06:40 AM

Nice writing...James

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