Photo Credit:  James Wheeler

Holy Mother full of grace,

Teach me how to be wise — each day:

Bless my heart and each hour,

That comes my way:

Let friendship that is true,

Beautiful, serene, & brave — as you,

Bring bountiful, health, love, compassion & wealth:

For to be poor, takes a toll, one’s health:

Let the brightest star, remind us all, that — your son, 

Died to save us from hell; 

The sacred love, he has for us all:

Cover me Mother, with every prayer I beg,

In my poetic way and show me, how to live right,

As the scripture said: Higher in consciousness,

Far wiser, stronger, kinder and be my truest self!

Empress Journee