Aranzazu Poem

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