Some poems
34. To Betlehem CaveStar is so fat as bread To show the road for Wiseman Angel talk to the pastors Maria born the child. Joseph is asking himself What to do such a moment? I am the son of David I am not a nurse... Everything happened well According old prophecies Pastors gave sweet food and milk Wiseman shining gold and oil. |  |
87. Most Holly MotherYou are so kindly looking on me On this poor picture like in Vilno And you may realize my heart When happy or eyes in tears. I am remembering first Mass With my classmates so long ago Remeber some sick girl fall down People were very afraid. Remember some lady angry was Because Lithuanians don t like us Polish have no right to be here Go home she yelled… Lithuanian Lady Ostra Brama Lovely your face but very strong eyes Give peace between the nations Give health to everybody! |  |
17. Please come EmmanuelVicar priest was very bussy Catechist also helped him Children were singing with all heart Advent started in our church! They took the lamps early morning Small children walking in the morning Maranatha – please come Emanuel Such song we may hear everywhere. Rose fall on the “cactoo”in Mexico In Valence started cold mornings Summer in Brasil and Australia Siberia is freezing cold |  |
36. Holly NightYes Holly ever but a shaming How to sit down and talk about When „Christmas Bread” will prepare My mother or my dad. Yes we will sing or the tape Will play all songs and carols I will be reading funny books With lights from Christmas tree Cold, even sometime there is no snow Stars start to talking something hot Will I go to the pastoral Mass Or Holly Mass will take me to haeven? |  |
150. Most Holly HeartEvening, visiting chapel In deep heart words of my mother “My son I waited so long I met you here welcome back”. Jesus Heart and Heart of Mary What a wonderful meetings At first Nazareth, later Bethlehem Finally Calvary Mountain! I saw my mother in Korea Even she suffered in Poland I have hearing her in far Japan She slowly was dying. There is something in such legend About small Marcellino That you may talk with God in heaven And slowly the wood start moving. |  |
188. This bread all of usThis bread such different From Europe and from Caucasus Black or white hand made or bayed Jewish bread or Arabic. Which bread I have to use That every man will take it Which miracle we need To convince unbelievers? This bread from Lanciano please give us These hands with bleeding muscles Just one moment heart of young priest In real presence not believed. *** We don`t need exaltations Theologians criticize us Lord Jesus silent in Host In Lanciano became human muscle. |  |
109. Secrets of GodLord You came to make all the Moses Law But You also has given some comments: New commandment I am giving you: Take and eat from it my body” „Love each other, chalice of new testament” We really love each other very delicate way Our churches full again... Old scriptures,rules from the Temple. |  |
182. You are my LordI wish imagine Your coming I will be dressed enough nicely, My room clean, heart prepared... Or maybe the nets repairing? Maybe the field will be buying Or millions will win in lottery Will I go with you Jesus When you will appear unexpectedly? |  |
132. My Jesus ChristJust picturing on the paper And you appear on the file Sick, rheumatic and crying You chest hardly broken. Aureole I am designing to you Simple line on the head As exotic man you appeared From nowhere country the king Sister Faustina is telling me To make woond bit bigger The light from the heart tunnel Is laying down on my paper Even have disturb my eyes But still opened I am looking I am custommed to your suffers Jesus from my file. |  |
107. I am looking for you my LordI have knowledge, not easier, You aren’t t the science Even you know me so much Allmighty Telepathy I feel your touching As Jacob I am fighting I feel your taste In broken peace of bread You are so sweet, without sugar Today we have Holly Thursday Without knowing you As Judas I give my kiss My hand is without emotion Few secunds before communion Even I betray you ever I am looking for you my Lord |  |
29. Rose got flowersIn the garden of st Francis, nice flowers Appeared just when he got temptation He was feeling such flower make wounds From the window he fall down. In the Assisi garden no danger In the world are temptations without sin, You from Guadelupe, Lady from Lourdes You attracted children showing them rose! |  |
70. Lets sing sons and daughtersSo many psalms of David So many church songs exists So many gifts in the world But ours harps on the trees. The prophet promised will have visions Sons and daughters from Israel But now the war is everywhere Prophets have nothing to say. |  |
102. God is loveFrom so high cross As Moses metal-snake The best doctor is looking on me His bleeding body... These wounds as wholes to heaven Blood is coming as river Bleeding but I don know It is real blood or chocolate. You are the volcano Jesus You are the earthquake Sometime you are walking Silent as the wind in spring. Love is coming silently Without make fear or yelling Too much humble for big ones, Too much holly for sinners. |  |