' Purity' Of The Soul -Essential! Poem by Hannah Tresa Reni

I look pure in look by my shower,
And doubt to be pure in the 'me'?
I ask out to myself,
Where the 'me' in me is pure,
Not by the bath that proves the dashness.
Through my thoughts on heart,
Deeds on earth,
And internal earth.

Am I pure to console my divinity?
And the prayer is to be divine, the pure as the blesseds.


Let the mare of dark people may not touch me, not hold me, nor talk to me.
May I be hidden under your red shawl,
Let the devil not test me,
Oh Lord, ' I want to be pure in the world of impurities'.
Just as the obedience of virgin mother,
I need to hold another Jesus on to my heart,
I want to sacrifice everything for the Holy Grail,
I want to be that cross,
I want to be 'Pure ', Oh Lord!