Gethsemane

Alone in a hidden garden I spoke
a soft word to a God unseen and dreamed a
dream of longing and desire ignited to
fire the pistons of a hurting heart I
start at the burst of flames that
claims yet
refrains
from devouring the
flowering birth of my spiritual awakening
shaking from the moment you came
to cover all that was and is and is to come
some of me wonders at the blunders forgiven I am
driven to say something more and
explore all you have made in the
shade of a secret place I long to see the
face of my lover...

H. D'Elia

In the coolness of the night
Beheld by stars and pale moonlight
Oh, what a holy sight
Bathed and breathing pure delight

In the secret hidden place
Founded by love, a Lover's face
Oh, what surprising grace
Enfolded forever in His embrace

Once to be held, twice to behold
The gaze of his eyes, truth be told
How marvelous is the blood He sold
To warm our hearts, to banish the cold

H. D'Elia