Dominican Preaching through Word and Image
There will be something, anguish or elation, that is peculiar to this day alone. I rise from sleep and say: Hail to the morning! Come down to me, my beautiful unknown. – Jessica Powers
Whatever God does, the first outburst is always compassion. – Meister Eckhart
Today’s Easter Poem from Education for Justice is by David Whyte. Ten Years Later When the mind is clear and the surface of the now still, now swaying water slaps against the rolling kayak, I find myself near darkness, paddling again to yellow Island.… Continue Reading “Ten Years Later”
Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by Denise Levertov. The Avowal As swimmers dare to lie face to the sky and water bears them, as hawks rest upon air and air sustains them, so would I learn to attain freefall, and float… Continue Reading “The Avowal”
Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by George Gascoigne. And If I Did, What Then? “And if I did, what then? Are you aggriev’d therefore? The sea hath fish for every man, And what would you have more?” Thus did my mistress… Continue Reading “And If I Did, What Then?”
Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by Jessica Powers. The Garments of God God sits on a chair of darkness in my soul. He is God alone, supreme in His majesty. I sit at his feet, a child in the dark beside… Continue Reading “The Garments of God”
Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by Edward Caswall. A Sick Person’s Complaint Hail holy Sacrament, The worlds great VVonderment, Mysterious Banquet, much more rare Then Manna, or the Angels fare; Each crum, though sinners on thee feed, Doth Cleopatra’s Perl exceed.… Continue Reading “A Sick Person’s Complaint”
Education for Justice is by David Whyte. Self Portrait It doesn’t interest me if there is one God or many gods. I want to know if you belong or feel abandoned. If you can know despair or see it in others. I want to… Continue Reading “Self Portrait”
Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by Richard Guy Miller. Open Your Eyes We never really die. We just open our eyes. When they have seen Their last limitation, We turn and weep, Or we awake from our dream, Open our eyes… Continue Reading “Open Your Eyes”