SEA OF ROSARIES: Black Madonna of The Candlemas

“The Candlemas Procession” (Thomas Merton) LumenAd revelationem gentium. Look kindly, Jesus, where we come,New Simeons, to kindle,Each at Your infant sacrifice his own life’s candle. And when Your flame turns into many tongues,See how the One is multiplied, among us, hundreds!And goes among the humble, and consoles our sinfulkindred. It is for this we come,And, kneeling, each receive one flame:Ad revelationem gentium. Our lives, like candles, spell this simple symbol:Weep like our bodily life, sweet work of bees,Sweeten the world, with your slow sacrifice.And this shall be our praise:That by our glad expense, our Father’s willBurned and consumed us for … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Black Madonna of The Candlemas

SEA OF ROSARIES: Black Madonna of Antipolo

“At This Precise Moment of History,” by Thomas Merton At this precise moment of historyWith Goody-two-shoes running for CongressWe are testing supersonic enginesTo keep God safe in the cherry tree.When I said so in this space last ThursdayI meant what I said: power struggles. You would never dream of such corn. The colonials insandalwood like running wide open and available forprotection. You can throw them away without a refund. Dr. Hanfstaengel who was not called Putzi except bythose who did not know him is taped in the nationalarchives. J. Edgar Hoover he ought to knowAnd does know. But calls Dr. Hanfstaengel Putzi … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Black Madonna of Antipolo

SEA OF ROSARIES: Black Madonna of Oropa

Aubade-Harlem by Thomas Merton Across the cages of the keyless aviaries,The lines and wires, the gallows of the broken kites,   Crucify, against the fearful light,The ragged dresses of the little children.Soon, in the sterile jungles of the waterpipes and ladders,   The bleeding sun, a bird of prey, will terrify the poor,   These will forget the unbelievable moon. But in the cells of whiter buildings,Where the glass dawn is brighter than the knives of surgeons,   Paler than alcohol or ether, shinier than money,The white men’s wives, like Pilate’s,Cry in the peril of their frozen dreams: “Daylight has driven iron spikes,Into the flesh of Jesus’ hands … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Black Madonna of Oropa

SEA OF ROSARIES: Black Madonna of Tindari

Proverbs by Thomas Merton 1. I will tell you what you can do ask me if you do not understand what I just said 2. One thing you can do be a manufacturer make appliances 3. Be a Man-u-fac-tu-rer 4. Make appliances sell them for a high price 5. I will tell you about industry make appliances 6. Make appliances that move 7. Ask me if you do not understand what is move 8. First get the facts 9. Where to apply? Ask industry 10. Do not expect to get by without Mr. and Mrs. Consumer 11. Man-u-fic-tion 12. I am … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Black Madonna of Tindari

SEA OF ROSARIES: BLACK MADONNA OF LORETO (THE CANTICLE OF MARY)

“The Messenger” (Thomas Merton) There is some sentry at the rim of winterFed with the speech the wind makesIn the grand belfries of the sleepless timber.He understands the lasting strife of tears,And the way the world is strung;He waits to warn all life with the tongue of March’sbugle,Of the coming of the warrior sun.When spring has garrisoned up her army of water,A million grasses leave their tents, and stand in rowsTo see their invincible brother.Mending the winter’s ruins with their laughter,The flowers go out to their undestructive wars. Walk in the woods and be witnesses,You, the best of these poor … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: BLACK MADONNA OF LORETO (THE CANTICLE OF MARY)

SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady Of Aparecida

“Aubade: The Annunciation” (Thomas Merton) When the dim light, at Lauds, comes strike her window, Bellsong falls out of Heaven with a sound of glass. Prayers fly in the mind like larks, Thoughts hide in the height like hawks: And while the country churches tell their blessings to the distance, Her slow words move (Like summer winds the wheat) her innocent love: Desires glitter in her mind Like morning stars: Until her name is suddenly spoken Like a meteor falling. She can no longer hear shrill day Sing in the east, Nor see the lovely woods begin to toss their manes. … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady Of Aparecida

SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady of Kibeho

“Canticle for the Blessed Virgin” (Thomas Merton) Die, Boreas,And drown your ruins in the gaudy sea,December, clash your cymbals once againAnd put them away.The crops come thronging from the ground.The land is green with strength.The harvests sing like confidenceIn the ascetic earth.Let there be no more patienceWith your iron music, death:Stand, continents, and wear the spring your crown! The ox-eyed land,The muted lakes,The cloudy groves that praise you,Lady, with their blooms,Fuse and destroy their lightsAnd burn them into gold for you, great Virgin,Coining your honor in the glorious sun. The skies speed up to meet you, and the seasSwim you … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady of Kibeho