Starlit Path

By William Gomes

Embark on a Spiritual Odyssey with "Starlit Path"

Dive into the compelling collection of poems by William Gomes, "Starlit Path," where the enduring presence of Mary illuminates the tapestry of human experience. Through verses that explore the realms of social justice, personal struggle, and mystical union, this anthology invites you on a reflective journey into the profound intersections of faith, humanity, and the divine.

Who Will Benefit:

"Starlit Path" is a beacon for souls navigating the complexities of modern life, seeking solace in faith and inspiration in adversity. It resonates with those who champion social justice, yearn for spiritual depth, and embrace the transformative power of contemplative practice. This book speaks to hearts longing for connection and minds in search of insights into enduring challenges of inequality, suffering, and the quest for peace.

What's Inside:

Each poem in "Starlit Path" takes you on a journey into the heart of Mary's experience and its reflection in our world today. From the struggles of the marginalized to the silent whispers of the soul seeking the divine, William Gomes crafts narratives that bridge earthly challenges with the promise of spiritual solace. Through themes of advocacy, environmental justice, and communal solidarity, this book offers a rich tapestry for contemplation and action, guided by Mary's example of faith, resilience, and unconditional love.

How to Engage:

Designed for moments of deep reflection and communal dialogue, "Starlit Path" serves as a guide for those balancing worldly engagement with spiritual retreat. It invites you to ponder the role of Mary as a source of strength and inspiration, making it a meaningful addition to personal libraries, discussion groups, and spiritual gatherings.

Intended Readers:

Welcoming a diverse audience of activists, believers, seekers, and scholars, "Starlit Path" offers a resonant voice to those engaged in the struggles for justice, peace, and deeper spiritual meaning. It appeals to anyone moved by the poetic exploration of life's greatest mysteries and the comforting presence of Mary in the journey towards light.

Why Read This Book:

"Starlit Path" invites you to explore the luminous intersections of life, where the challenges of our times meet the timeless guidance of Mary. Join William Gomes in a reflective journey that offers hope, encourages action, and renews faith in the power of grace to transform hearts and societies.

Discover a world in "Starlit Path" where each verse brings you closer to the heart of Mary, guiding you through the darkness with stars of hope, compassion, and divine love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: William Gomes
• Release date: Apr 4, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224573912

Book preview

Veil of Divinity

Beneath the indifferent gaze of those who pass,

Whose vision cleaves to earth, as shadows to glass,

I trod the dust, that in my steps, perhaps,

You'd trace the whispers where light and shadow clasp.

Leaders of my chosen, in silent pact,

Plot against their shepherd, with betrayal racked.

Their sustenance, once drawn from sacred pact,

Now turned to sever ties with traitor’s tact.

Gift of liberty, from divine hands bestowed,

Becomes the yoke on him who love's road showed.

Was it not I who through despair's sea mowed?

Yet, in their liberty, my bonds they sowed.

For mere silver, sacred bonds they sold,

A companion turns, his warmth for cold.

The cost of life, in traitor's coins told—

Eternal love, by mortal greed, is bold.

Within the garden's shadowed plea, I knelt,

Let this cup from me, in solitude, felt.

Yet, submitting to a will that melts

Stone to stream, in blood and sweat, love dwelt.

Vigil lost to sleep, while watch was sought,

In trial's hour, my fellowship forgot.

In dreams they wandered, as I, alone, fought

The looming shadow with redemption fraught.

Betrayed with a kiss, affection feigned,

By lips that spoke of love, now disdain.

Bound by the fury, in iron chains,

The cost of peace, with brutal force, stained.

Abandoned by those who once claimed as kin,

Before the dawn's light could day begin.

Mocked and scorned, wearing sin’s grim

Mantle, for their redemption, I brim.

Cries of Crucify beneath Pilate’s stare,

Crown of thorns, royal robe, despair.

A king beheld, in agony laid bare,

His throne a cross, his scepter, suffering’s share.

Elevated on Golgotha’s crest,

My mission among thieves, divinely pressed.

Forsaken, yet by divine will blessed,

The chalice of agony, to my lips addressed.

Upon my crown, humanity’s sin weaves,

The curse of Eden, by my brow relieves.

In death's cold embrace, hope conceives,

The first light of resurrection, eve retrieves.

This torn flesh, unveiled for all to see,

The lance, the nails, communion’s decree.

From my side, grace flows, the key

To mend creation, set the captive free.

Now stands the tree of life, its branches wide,

Where once was wrought sin’s deepest tide.

Its fruit, at once forbidden, now supplied,

Forgiveness offered, with arms open wide.

Listen, ye souls, as you journey near,

For you, the Divine lament, and tear.

Through death's dark veil, we are drawn clear,

To realms where love casts out every fear.

Upon the Threshold of Light

In the fading light, where earth and heaven blend,

He hangs, a bridge between beginning and end,

Words fall like seeds in the silence they rend,

From the cross, these whispers to the heart extend:

Forgive, for they know not, breathes through the void,

A plea where ignorance and destiny are alloyed.

Mercy blooms in the vast unknown, unalloyed,

Echoing in the chasm of the unexplored.

With me, in paradise, promises made where shadows meet light,

A thief’s last hope, a star in the engulfing night.

Here, despair and salvation’s embrace alight,

Drawing near the dawn beyond the sight.

Behold, your son... your mother, love's enduring claim,

Even amidst agony, a new kinship to proclaim.

In the crucible of pain, a sacred flame,

Binding souls together, a lineage untamed.

Why have you forsaken me? the forsaken cries,

A lament that every hidden fear belies.

In abandonment's depth, the soul’s true size,

Yet through the void, a hope that never dies.

I thirst, speaks of more than water’s lack,

A longing for light on the darkest track.

Our own thirst reflects a deeper pact,

The eternal quest for what we think we lack.

It is finished, not the closing of a door,

But an opening to what was veiled before.

In completion, peace, something more,

A passage to the shores of the evermore.

Into your hands, the spirit finds its flight,

From the shadow of the cross into the light.

In this surrender, the end of night,

A new dawn breaking, infinite and bright.

From the cross’s shadow, love’s unending flow,

These utterances, like rivers, in the heart grow.

A dialogue with the divine, a sacred show,

Of love that from such profound suffering did grow.

Love's Enduring Altar

Beneath the watchful sky, where time bends and sighs,

A silence falls, as earth herself replies.

There, suspended 'twixt the dust and divine,

Love's testament unfolds, eternally enshrined.

Against the storm, a stark frame is drawn,

A vessel of grace, in wood and thorn.

Here, the essence of love is reborn,

In the darkest hours, before the morn.

The heavens weep, their tears shroud the light,

A curtain of sorrow for the coming night.

Yet, in this darkness, love shines bright,

A beacon of hope, in the fiercest fight.

Thorns encircle, nails pierce the skin,

Symbols of a battle, both without and within.

From His wounds, a new narrative begins,

A story of love, transcending sin.

Forgive them, whispers through the despair,

A strength found in vulnerability, laid bare.

Where end meets start, in the open air,

The victory of love, beyond compare.

Why have you forsaken me? echoes deep,

Yet in this abandonment, a promise to keep.

Through death's shadow, a love so steep,

Calls us home, across the great leap.

The ground trembles, the sacred veil tears,

A pathway to the divine mysteriously appears.

From this ending, a new beginning clears,

A horizon of hope, dispelling fears.

At this juncture, where love and pain entwine,

In surrender, life's true essence we divine.

The cross stands as love's enduring sign,

A silent altar, where human and holy align.

So here it remains, against the tide of years,

A testament to love, moving beyond tears.

In its shadow, our true selves appear,

Transformed by love, forever near.

In the Quiet Before the Storm

In the hush of evening's tender clasp,

Where shadows weave through time's unyielding grasp,

Faces glow in candlelight's soft gasp,

A circle of souls, each breath a rasp.

Here, bread breaks, in hands that sculpted stars,

Wine flows, from wounds that would bear our scars.

Do this in memory, transcends the bars

Of now and then, healing ancient mars.

Amidst this communion, a silence swells,

With the weight of a tale no tongue tells.

A kiss in the dark, where future dwells,

Foretold in the clink of betraying bells.

He passes the cup, its contents steeped in night,

A foreboding elixir of forthcoming plight.

Carry this burden, He says, into the light,

The Lamb, embracing the coming fight.

Love as I have loved, His command so clear,

A mandate that quells the encroaching fear.

In this simple meal, the divine draws near,

The heart of the cosmos, suddenly here.

Yet, beneath the veneer of this sacred feast,

Lurks the specter of betrayal, not in the least

Deterred by the beauty from west to east,

The price of redemption, not yet released.

This supper, a threshold between dusk and dawn,

Foresees the veil of the temple, soon to be torn.

A world reborn, from pain withdrawn,

In the breaking of bread, a new covenant sworn.

Thus, we recall, through the simplest of signs,

A love story that perennially intertwines

The human and divine in sacred lines,

Binding the cosmos in love that defines.

When Silence Sang

In the stillness of a world in slumber's embrace,

Beneath the vast expanse of night's velvet face,

A whisper on the wind, a grace,

The dawn of love in a darkened place.

Bethlehem cradled a mystery profound,

In its embrace, where earth and heaven found

A stable, humble, hallowed