Kristus a Magdalena, Vojtech Hynais (1889)
Be Not Judged, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Wrong to guard wealth over my needy soul.
Not worthy of Magdala my title.
As being far from ever an angel.
Feel my wanton heart to be dark as coal.
Seeking a way to become again whole,
That my many past sins, You to expel,
To find a path to avoid things carnal,
And my special love for You to extol.
Mary what reason are thee on bent knee?
For I know in your young heart burns a fire,
This day forward you shall be My beacon.
Be assured that from your sins you are free.
Let it be known to all your true desire,
Be with Me and the Father in Heaven.
Seated Man with a Cane, Amedo Modigliani (1918)
The Witness, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
O where should I, my story to begin?
Of a distant place, I have never been?
Or bless me Father, for I am with sin?
Obvious, I wear not a silly grin?
Not knowing if I qualify for hell,
As not sure of all details very well.
If fully explained, may cause a ground swell.
Seeking no harm, better that I don’t tell.
If all be told, some will surely be hurt.
Confused, but the issue I will not skirt.
Be duly patient with me, don’t be curt.
If hastened, my story I will not blurt.
I being somewhat shaken, where was I?
O shall be still for ang’r is in your eye.
The Red Umbrella, Peder Mork Monsted (1887)
Summer Walk, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Broken shadows stir the air on my skin,
While resting at a fork along the path.
This day may choose the way I’ve never been,
Could be a pleasure seeing what it hath.
Told my chosen path has many a twist,
With many rocks may cause me to stumble.
Such be a challenge I cannot resist,
To test my belief that I am able.
Much to my delight the absence of fright,
Longer my travel much lighter the load.
Looking to the sky there was a bright light,
The reason of this began to unfold.
Realizing now I am not alone,
As this is the way to my Maker’s throne.
Scene of deluge, Joseph-Desire Court (1827)
Deluge, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Rising waters come not to their surprise.
Ungodly behaviors antagonize,
He who loves them and who He did advise,
Their very actions He shall penalize.
Within His power did save but a few,
Who faithfully abided by His rule,
So once again we could begin anew.
Now afresh His wishes we overrule.
Once more old behaviors we restore,
Even after He sent His only Son.
Do we dare to ask He do even more?
Do we dare say that the Devil has won?
Can still accept the baby if we choose,
It still remains with us to win or lose.
Young Girl Praying Carl Sundt-Hansen (1883)
Young Girl Praying, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Closing these eyes so I may better see,
Absolute beauty of Your holiness,
Or other distractions to capture me,
And last to show to You my humbleness.
I ask in my heart You will always be,
My abundant love of You be endless.
A love which I give to You so freely,
Of Your love never to become callous.
When I fall, to You my sins will confess,
Of these falls I shall be truly sorry.
It is You I’ve hurt in my thoughtlessness,
By falling into the Devil’s quarry.
O Father I ask that You be my guide,
Know it’s easier with You at my side.