The poor when they see it will be glad.
And God seeking hearts will revive.
Why do we have to be so sad.
Are we not, after all , alive.

Often in the dead of night.
Tossing and turning sleeplessly.
Only the Rosary gives any light.
The Hail Mary’s repeated endlessly.

The ancient monks used a knotted rope.
To count the one hundred and fifty psalms each week.
Somehow this calms and gives hope.
We can just accept and not have to seek.

If we pray the Rosary.
It’s not just mere Popery.

…….

Pray the Rosary
And something sublime happens
We do not know how

….  ….

See Psalm 68