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A Cosmic View for Lent

I was reflecting yesterday on this little poem by Joseph Mary Plunkett (1879-1916). Irish people are so familiar with it from schooldays that it needs little introduction or comment. Canon Patrick Comerford, lecturer in Anglicanism and Liturgy, has chosen the poem in his "Poems for Lent" series.

I see His Blood Upon the Rose
I see his blood upon the rose
And in the stars the glory of his eyes,
His body gleams amid eternal snows,
His tears fall from the skies.
I see his face in every flower
The thunder and the singing of the birds
Are but his voice—and carven by his power
Rocks are his written words..
All pathways by his feet are worn,
His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea,
His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn,
His cross is every tree.

And I ask myself:
Where in my life, if at all, do I experience divine power, energy or beauty?
How do I make myself available for this kind of experience?
How do I express appreciation for these gifts?

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I always recall a line from Solzhenitsyn's 'One day in the life of Ivan Denisovich', where Shukhov is asked in he believes in God, to which his response is: 'Hear him thunder and try not to believe in him'............
I am always amazed at how widely read you are cmcmck.
Thank you.
All power, energy and beauty can be divine; it's we who make it so by the spirit of our acceptance of these things. I'm not sure that we can make ourselves available for this kind of experience - it may not be meant for us to have it. We may not need it as others do.

Expressing appreciation for these things is as simple as loving them. The occasional "Thank You" doesn't hurt either.

Just my opinion.
Thank you blackberry44. It is only now, late in my life, that I can really appreciate nature and, through nature, the divine.
I think that is sad. I was raised with an appreciation of nature and think I was probably very lucky.

Yoy're right! It's much easier to appreciate the divine through natural things than to worship without these props.

But maybe they were what I needed because otherwise I wouldn't have acknowledged the divine.