July 28, 2011

Poetry & Poetical Inspirations Found Here & There

From a Trappist blog, quoting the Spiritual Canticle of Saint John of the Cross:
O woods and thickets
planted by the hand of my Beloved!
O green meadow,
coated, bright, with flowers,
tell me, has he passed by you?

Pouring out a thousand graces,
he passed these groves in haste;
and having looked at them,
with his image alone,
clothed them in beauty.
And a quote...
The world is the gift of God. We must know how to perceive the giver through the gift. More precisely, since the time of the incarnation, the Passion and Easter, we can see the earth as an immense memorial, the tomb/womb in which Christ was buried and to which he gave resurrected power through the power of his own resurrection ... The Word both hides and reveals himself in visible forms as much as in the words of Scripture.

- Olivier Clement
Some early GK Chesterton, on the medieval era:
O dead worlds of valour and faith, O brave hearts that strove hard to be pure,
O wonderful longing of man, the old taint of his being to cure...

Man's soul that was high shall be higher, man's heart that God cleansed shall be clean....

Therefore, breathe I a prayer for a moment, at this, the lone shrine of the past,
Whose face was the sun of the ages, whose soul shall be light to the last;
For man's hope of high things never faileth, though visions and worship may fail,
O Mary, thou blessed among women, great pureness and motherhood hail!

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