On Looking at His Photograph

In the piercing sweetness of his face of calm

I felt such love and tenderness

Envelop me and from his eyes

A silent joy and healing balm.

I stood transfixed and held his gaze,

The eternal moment filled all time,

I joined my hands in offering

As silently I offered praise.

I left the room but soon returned

To feel the sudden grace descend

And then I bowed in gratitude

As all my waking spirit yearned

To live the truth His life has shown

And offer soul to him alone.