see Easter 7(A)
http://www.edgeofenclosure.org
And another meditation for Ascensiontide –
from The Spiritual Canticle by John of the Cross
Bride searches for Beloved, Hesdin of Amiens, c.1450-55
Where have You hidden,
Beloved, and left me moaning?
You fled like the stag
After wounding me;
I went out calling You, and You were gone.
vs1
Why, since You wounded
This heart, don’t You heal it?
And why, since You stole it from me,
Do You leave it so,
And fail to carry off what You have stolen?
vs9
Bride finds Beloved, Hesdin of Amiens, c.1450-55
The small white dove
Has returned to the ark with an olive branch;
And now the turtledove
Has found its longed-for mate
By the green river banks.
She lived in solitude,
And now in solitude has built her nest;
And in solitude He guides her,
He alone, Who also bears
In solitude the wound of love.
vs 34-35
Crowning the Bride
May 31, 2011 at 10:08 am |
The skin between the worlds is quite thin once we become aware of it, allowing light and love to move through.
“And in solitude He guides her,
He alone, Who also bears
In solitude the wound of love.”