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

SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady of La Salette

“La Salette,” by Thomas Merton It is a hundred years since your shy feetVentured to stand upon the pasture grass of the highAlps, Coming no deeper in our smoky atmosphereThan these blue skies, the mountain eyesOf the two shepherd children, young as flowers,Born to be dazzled by no mortal snow. Lady, it is a hundred yearsSince those fair, terrible tearsReproved, with their amazing griefAll the proud candor of those altitudes:Crowning the flowers at your feetWith diamonds, that seized upon, transfigured intonails of lightThe rays of the mountain sun!- And by their news,(Which came with cowbells to the evening villageAnd to … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady of La Salette