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God’s Love
Today, on the Feast of Pentecost which signals the end of the Easter Season, I offer a poem offered among the Easter resources from Education for Justice. It was written by Richard Rolle in the14th Century. I appreciate Scott Cairns information that allowed me to correct the source material.
God’s Love
O Holy Spirit, Who breatheswhere You will, breathe into meand draw me to Yourself.Invest the nature You have shaped,with gifts so flowing with honey that,from intense joy in Your sweetnessthis clay might turn from lesser things,that it may accept (as You give them)spiritual gifts, and through pleasingjubilation, it may melt, entirely,in holy love, reaching finally outto touch the Uncreated Light.
Source: Love’s Immensity: Mystics on the Endless Life, by ScottCairns. Brewster, MA:Paraclete Press, 2007. p. 105This is not an original poem written by me. It is published in my collection of translations and adaptations from the writings of Christian mystics. This is not the first time that folks have failed to do their homework in attributing these and other of those poems; I’m hoping, however, that it might be the last. The text from which I constructed the poem was written in the 14th Century by Richard Rolle. My adaptation also employs lineation which the above text does not resemble. Just saying.
Happy Easter! The Death of Death
Happy Easter to You!!
I have received so many grateful comments for the poems shared here during the Season of Lent. Easter is such a glorious season. So it would be a shame to stop the poetry now! The site, Education for Justice, has such a treasure trove of resources, so I go to it again for poems that bring us Hope during this Easter Season!
Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by Scott Cairns. Please continue to enjoy!
The Death of DeathBy Scott CairnsPut fear aside. Nowthat He has enteredinto death on our behalf,all who liveno longer dieas men once died.That ephemeral occasionhas met its utter end.As seeds cast to the earth, wewill not perish,but like those seedsshall rise again—the shroudof death itself having beenburst to tattersby love’s immensity.Love’s Immensity: Mystics on the Endless Life, by Scott Cairns.
Brewster, MA: Paraclete Press, 2007. p. 14