Petition to KnowA Poem by Maria Morisot
The Spirit of The Lord,
overshadowed her; and gifted her conception in her womb. Mother of God; To which every generation, calls her blessed. Her life was spent in secrecy, The Lord has revealed her life to some of the saints; but I have seen her glory made manifest. Oh, Holy Rosary! Bring me closer to her brilliance! So that I, too, can partake ever more, in the mysteries of our Holy Mother! © 2023 Maria Morisot |
StatsAuthorMaria MorisotBishkek, KyrgyzstanAboutI'm a poet, narcissist, and scapegoat for The Apocalypse. All poetry © Creative Commons Attribution Non-Commercial Share Alike 4.0 International. more..Writing
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