The Sacred Heart Poem by Varghese J Kuttikat

Our stirrings weave the web
Of our self, burying or resurrecting us as the case be
A kaleidoscope, dancing capricious
‘Set these steps in order, O Powers that be'
Out of Thy bounty extravagant, grant us grace
Exceedingly great that we may rejoice
In our attuned stirrings that take us
Straight to the Sacred Heart of the Universe
Whisperings damned would set the Heart bleeding
Nevertheless the blood hallowed would wash us clean
The all-forgiving Love would embrace us
So let us sing a song of love, dancing around with bliss