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Advent in the Air

Wild Air - Wild Mothering Advent Air

Wild Air – Wild Mothering Advent Air

This is but an excerpt from the Gerard Manley Hopkins’ poem entitled, “The Blessed Virgin compared to the Air We Breathe”, found on the Education for Justice website.

WILD air, world-mothering air,
Nestling me everywhere,
That each eyelash or hair
Girdles; goes home betwixt
The fleeciest, frailest-flixed
Snowflake; that ’s fairly mixed
With, riddles, and is rife
In every least thing’s life;
This needful, never spent,
And nursing element;
My more than meat and drink,
My meal at every wink;
This air, which, by life’s law,
My lung must draw and draw
Now but to breathe its praise,
Minds me in many ways
Of her who not only
Gave God’s infinity
Dwindled to infancy
Welcome in womb and breast,
Birth, milk, and all the rest
But mothers each new grace
That does now reach our race—
Mary Immaculate,
Merely a woman, yet
Whose presence, power is
Great as no goddess’s
Was deemèd, dreamèd; who
This one work has to do—
Let all God’s glory through,
God’s glory which would go
Through her and from her flow
Off, and no way but so
Source:Poems, by Gerard Manley Hopkins. London: Oxford University Press, 1956.
Posted by opreach on December 5, 2013
2 Comments Post a comment
  1. 12/5/2013
    Kate Martin

    Gorgeous photo! Gorgeous poem!

    Reply
    • 12/5/2013

      Why thank you, Kate! And imagine, it’s from right here in our own backyard. 😉

      Reply

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