What made me
desire to travel the world? What was the
love of my heart to want to see the world?
What was the driving promise of my heart? A FATHER who keeps His promises!
I fell in
love with a man who loved my heart more than his own. My heart was so well when he looked upon my
heart and knew where my heart would only beat as one. One with the man of my heart. One with the oneness of my heart. Rome, my heart. Rome, the Eternal City of my heart. Rome and Home of my heart. Rome.
I went to
Rome and left my country and said, “I am going to my Rome, my Home, my Heart.”
Why is Rome
so Eternal a City of my heart?
I know the
Eternity of a City of God and I know the Eternity of a City where Rome is the
Home of my heart. My Father lives
here. This is where the heart of my
father abides. Here in Rome. Rome, my sweet Home. Home.
Rome. My Heart.
I saw my
Father, when my heart saw him in a tomb at rest. And I knelt in adoration of a father, who is
the Beloved Son and Spirit of my heart.
The Spirit of my heart is Rome.
Where my Father abides and lives in my heart.
When does a
Daughter know she is loved by her Father?
When does a
Daughter know she is loved by a man of her heart?
A Daughter of
Rome, my heart is a loved woman and a daughter she is, in the heart of Rome.
A Daughter of
Rome, my home.
A Daughter of
Rome, where my Father abides in my heart.
A Daughter of
Rome, my heart.
And here
abides the Daughter of the Church and the Church is the Bride of Rome.
