This poem originated from an experience several monthes ago, when I took a rest on our terrasse from intense business with various texts and an aching heart. I was afraid to suffer a heart attack any moment. Through the experience, where this poem is coming from, my pain was gone within a short time and I could take some relaxed breaths again.

 

As I found out later, this poem has, the deeper you go into its thoughts, a healing capacity indeed. I have had the experience, that it can be applied helpfully to all sorts of restricting and frightening situations. 

 

 

A HEAVEN’S KISS

 

The hush of Mary cools my aching, burning heart,

her love comes streaming through my dark.

 

While Jesus’ hands relieve my shoulders from behind,

putting to ease my troubled, busy mind.

 

The while my legs and belly feel a Chinese master’s touch,

they never had relaxed that much …

 

And from above comes Heaven’s kiss,

oh what enormous, time- and space-less, happy bliss!

 

Christoph Engen