Mother Of All Nations Poem by nikka camille jamilla

Mother Of All Nations



Our Lady
she comes to us in different appearance
without figure, too
in you and me
what grace…
Gregorian chant
resonance through the Mission
eternally echoing
I distinguish a document
pleasant-sounding love notes
I observe how comparable
in manner
in feeling
the music of Buddhist
and Hindu hymn are
they vibrate with the Christian chants

distinction blurring
in harmonic resonance

Our Mother
Our lady Of all Nations
Our Compassionate Mother

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