A trapped bird
A wrecked ship
An empty cup
A withered tree
Is he
Who scorns the will of the King above.
Pure gold
Bright sun
Filled wine-cup
Happy beautiful holy
Is he
Who does the will of the King of love.
Brendan Kennelly
'Dew of Hermon', is taken from a line in Psalm 133. The writer of that ancient song enthused about how good it is when people live together in unity,and compares it poetically to the dew of Hermon descending upon the mountains of Zion. In that spirit it is hoped these scribblings will be more refreshing mountain dew, than obscurantist valley fog, where a weary Pilgrim might be refreshed and replenished for the journey ahead.
3 comments:
Beautiful and True!
Simply to the point. Succinct poetry that gets to the heart of the matter.
Great points made here. Thanks for sharing
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