Saturday, June 13, 2009
Our Lady of Grace
A good friend sent me this poem of Jessica Powers some time ago; I have used it for prayer myself and thought this Saturday would be a good time for me to share it with all those out there who read my blog. (Please know that I welcome feedback always on the content of my blog.)
The Pool of God
There was nothing in the Virgin's soul that belonged to the Virgin-
no word, no thought, no image, no intent.
She was a pure, transparent pool reflecting God, only God.
She held His burnished day; she held His night of planet-glow or shade inscrutable.
God was her sky and she who mirrored Him became His firmament.
When I so much as turn my thoughts toward her my spirit is enisled in her repose.
And when I gaze into her selfless depths an anguish in me grows to hold such blueness and to hold such fire.
I pray to hollow out my earth and be filled with these waters of transparency.
I think that one could die of this desire, seeing oneself dry earth or stubborn sod.
Oh, to become a pure pool like the Virgin,
water that lost the semblances of water and was a sky like God.
I love the line "She was a transparent pool reflecting God, only God."
May God fill us with the "waters of transparency"!
I had to look up "enisled" - I guess the grace to "hollow out my earth and be filled with these waters of transparency" is what is staying with me so may we all become "a pure pool like the Virgin, water that lost the semblances of water and was a sky like God".