Sunday, January 15, 2012

A Gem

"The sum of the Christian life is denial of ourselves."   
-- John Calvin--

Monday, January 9, 2012

Poetry Morning

A Christmas gift, A Book of Comfort, an anthology by one of my favorite authors, Elizabeth Goudge.  Here is an excerpt, a poem written by Vidal de Nicolas, a political prisoner in Burgos Jail.

That son of Cain, let him have no more power
to loose his fury on the unfettered spring
or deal death to the kiss.
Let hatred be restrained from flooding
the pristine margins of the air.
Let knives become
impotent against swallows, and the assassin
powerless to garrotte the dawn.
May war never again
batter the skulls of newborn babes, or sever
the exultant arteries of a man.
Let poisoned fangs and pistols
and slavering jaws be done away,
and nevermore let frenzy lash us
with its insensate waves.

Let nothing remain but a love
as vast as all the oceans,
pouring like a cataract across the pupils
of our eyes, flooding the planets,
filling the songs of poets everywhere.

---posted by Queen Lucy