How wonderful is God among his saints: come, let us adore him.
                                                                    Universalis Antiphon
                                    For Saint Monica and Her Blazing Prayers…
                                                Through the moment’s quiet-
                                                   Simple 
                                                       Interiors
                                                          The late summer
                                                                Light came,
                                                Casting itself 
                                                   Into beauty
                                                      Travailing
                                                          The stone walls 
                                                                Of darkness:
                                                And I don’t know
                                                   What better 
                                                       Laud of praise,
                                                          Than this delicate
                                                                Dropping
                                                Of light
                                                   Down the blue-
                                                       Honeyed throats
                                                          Of the morning 
                                                               Glories,
                                                Like coming to our 
                                                   Knees
                                                       In a time
                                                          Of deep
                                                               Prayer.

 
 
Awe.
ReplyDeleteMagnificent...love the morning glories too!
ReplyDeleteThanks Nancy and Patricia! Aren't morning glories incredible? And the autumn light beginning! Enjoy...God Bless.
ReplyDeleteThis...made me shiver. Beautiful imagery as always. Blue honeyed throats?! SUBLIME!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind words Christina. God Bless!
DeleteOoh, breathtaking! Ditto fillingmyprayercloset on the Blue honeyed throats! All of it, really, the entire poem, just flows so expertly. Love, love, love it! Thank you for sharing your gift!
ReplyDeleteThanks Anne for your wonderful comments and support of my blog. I so love and appreciate your writing gift and blog!!!!! God Bless...
DeleteWhich means I should go over and visit! On my way!
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My goodness Cynthia, What a beautiful match of word to created beauty. That blue cries out the song of praise. +
ReplyDeleteCynthia,
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I love the look of the poem. Even before I read the words, I delighted in the pattern.
God bless!
Thank you Sue Elvis! The pattern was fun to write. It reminds me of the slanting light we are having this time of year and the morning glories vining. So glad you stopped by. God Bless.
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