Holy Daughter, Glory Woman
by
Joe Ortiz
From beginning, there was Love; celestial ceilings emit the power,
Forever searching His creation; love is bound His Holy nation;
Infant fragile is the woman, vessels golden do not cower,
Seeking Eros strength and beauty, longs the heart appreciation;
Lifting head in braided awe, splendor lights in eyes of hope,
Like a magnet's pulling power, now is future so revealed;
Fearing loss of life’s true longing, cataclysm now to cope,
Hearts and shaking mind it flows, lone confusion never sealed;
Love's impression many colors, rainbow's face is filled with fire,
Seeks its passion, pools of doubt, splitting hearts a new;
Three dimensions are the vision, hopes that flame desire;
Shattered glories, strength desired, souls adrift and time is few;
Standing upright Fem in glory, lifting pride where it belongs;
Humble maiden priceless treasure, needs no reason for her right;
Love has entered open-hearted; your own love has healed all wrongs,
Needing little re-assurance, forever destined filled with might;
When new Eros remind it enters, without the body still complete,
Humble not your blessed honor, from beginning true Love given;
Spirit leading wisdom offers, filling truth do not compete,
Cling to Love is not for last, upholding birthrights now forgiven,
Moving love in all directions, needless grasps the tarnished halos,
Love reminders all His glory, chosen from beginning;
Fragile beauty filled with power, wisdom en los cielos,
Shatter not your love's foundation, touching hearts in lovers winning;
Reach His Love in humble service, trumpet regal high it hovers,
Contended courage in the distance, victory’s chalice flowing free;
Darkness passion heart is shrouded; endless clouds the soul it covers,
Reach instead His Love so freely, true love shines eternally;
Love in motion moment grasping, sifting sands in moments passion,
Holy Daughters from creation, upright standing pain the story;
Crowning glory in your strength, holds His loves eternal fashion;
First was Love, O Holy Daughter, come now woman share the glory!
Martha’s five children are a group of handsome and beautiful men and woman; including top (left to right) Jennifer, Sonny and Jugina, and bottom (left to right) Jonathan and Jessica. Jonathan is in the US Army and Sonny in the US Navy. Jennifer works for Child Protection Services, and Jessica and Jugina (like their mother) are Registered Nurses employed at southland hospitals.
Martha (seated, holding baby) is part of a 5 generation family. Her mother, Josefina Guzman (top center) is the great, great grandmother of baby DaLyLah, daughter of Janina (far left) daughter of Jugina (far right)
My wife Martha is probably one of the hardest working women I have ever met, sometimes moving at a pace that can harm her. This photo shows me keeping an eye on her, as she holds a broken wrist she suffered during work, making sure she won’t fall again.
In addition to always caring for her children, she is also a super Mom to our Chiweenie doggie, Sophie
Last but not least, I also salute my own mother, Sally Ortiz Nieto, who passed away on February 28, 2008, and successfully raised 8 kids by herself.
From beginning, there was Love; celestial ceilings emit the power,
Forever searching His creation; love is bound His Holy nation;
Infant fragile is the woman, vessels golden do not cower,
Seeking Eros strength and beauty, longs the heart appreciation;
Lifting head in braided awe, splendor lights in eyes of hope,
Like a magnet's pulling power, now is future so revealed;
Fearing loss of life’s true longing, cataclysm now to cope,
Hearts and shaking mind it flows, lone confusion never sealed;
Love's impression many colors, rainbow's face is filled with fire,
Seeks its passion, pools of doubt, splitting hearts a new;
Three dimensions are the vision, hopes that flame desire;
Shattered glories, strength desired, souls adrift and time is few;
Standing upright Fem in glory, lifting pride where it belongs;
Humble maiden priceless treasure, needs no reason for her right;
Love has entered open-hearted; your own love has healed all wrongs,
Needing little re-assurance, forever destined filled with might;
When new Eros remind it enters, without the body still complete,
Humble not your blessed honor, from beginning true Love given;
Spirit leading wisdom offers, filling truth do not compete,
Cling to Love is not for last, upholding birthrights now forgiven,
Moving love in all directions, needless grasps the tarnished halos,
Love reminders all His glory, chosen from beginning;
Fragile beauty filled with power, wisdom en los cielos,
Shatter not your love's foundation, touching hearts in lovers winning;
Reach His Love in humble service, trumpet regal high it hovers,
Contended courage in the distance, victory’s chalice flowing free;
Darkness passion heart is shrouded; endless clouds the soul it covers,
Reach instead His Love so freely, true love shines eternally;
Love in motion moment grasping, sifting sands in moments passion,
Holy Daughters from creation, upright standing pain the story;
Crowning glory in your strength, holds His loves eternal fashion;
First was Love, O Holy Daughter, come now woman share the glory!
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
What a family you have, Bro. Ortiz, and I am sure that you are as proud as punch when it comes to all of your loved ones. Your mother Sally was very beautiful on the outside and I'm sure on the inside as well. What wonderful times you all must have enjoyed. Praise be to God and to you also for sharing these lovely pictures. May you have many more Happy Mother's Days as you lovingly remember her. Lord bless you all! Rose
ReplyDeleteJoe, I didn't realize that you are a poet. Truly creative you are, versatile also. And a loving family man. If everyone on earth could be like you, the world would not have to worry about poverty, injustice, wars, etc.! Angel
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