I’m back! So sorry for the break in the posts. Between knee surgery and a computer that decided to die, I’ve been unable to post for a while. But now, the knee is better, the dead computer has been replaced, and all my files were saved.

I wrote this verse years ago at a Christian retreat. I can still remember seeking a quiet place and reading “The Anima Christi.” It really spoke to my heart. That evening, sitting cross-legged in a quiet corner, I wrote this poem. Even though we’ve already celebrated Easter this year, this poem is one to contemplate after Easter. I hope it touches you.

Blood of Christ

Blood of Christ course through my heart,

That I may love like thee,

Blood of Christ course through my brain,

That I may think like thee.

Blood of Christ, nourish my tongue,

That it may speak for you,

Blood of Christ nourish my eyes,

Let them see as you do.

Blood of Christ flow to my hands,

That they may do your tasks.

Blood of Christ flow to my feet,

That they may walk your paths.

“Blood of Christ fill all my veins;”*

Then You will live in me.

“Blood of Christ fill all my veins;”

Your blood has made me free.

*from “The Anima Christi,” a poem written by an anonymous Medieval writer