Aranzazu Poem

Lady of the thorn bush
keep me safe from myself.
The sky is your colour:
shelter me.
For you and your child
I will travel the world.
Your presence
will be my pilgrim’s staff.
Mother and nurse to me,
be my lady
of the way
from sweet Aranzazu
to wherever I find
Jerusalem.
Andrew Bullen SJ, Ignatius the Pilgrim
Ignatius the Pilgrim – Poems for Prayer, 2013
