Poem: Sacred Room

​Another poem, another time. The story behind this poem goes back four years ago when three of my friends and I went to adoration. In the Sacred Room, there in the chapel, where the Body of Christ is exposed is where Jesus reminded me that the beauty of the sacred room lies in the giving of oneself for another. 


Sacred Room
By Easter Almuena

When your face fades in the moment
I know your spirit will veer my thoughts
For in my lack of attentiveness
You steer the rudder to the sacred room

When lured to take the expected course
I know you will caution me to be pliable
To the prompting of your sketches
And to the sound of your voice

When I seek comfort and assurance
I will be at peace in knowing that
In unspoken words and hidden trails
You journey with me all the way

When my hands bear calluses and stripes
You will have me look at the tree of love
So I may only speak your language
That brings you unforgotten joy

When my heart has become inflexible
You will hold me tight to remind me
That to love is the steepest of all trails
That brings me closer to your sacred room

Never a moment more beautiful
Than being with you, my Beloved!
You are sufficient, You are enough for me
With joy forever more in your sacred room!

Copyright © 2015 Easter Almuena

Published in the Hawaii Catholic Herald
03/13/15 issue