6812There is a room where candles glow

And the angel’s wings shield a face I know

You can hear the sound of the ocean’s rush

As he kneels to pray in the quiet hush

Beneath the face of the Virgin Mary

Sweet Jesus looks down in splendor sweet

At the humble man kneeling at His feet

In silent prayer, he fervently meets

The One whom he calls his Beloved

©Kay Salady

copyright 2008

(all rights reserved)


About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

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