SEA OF ROSARIES: Pieta

PIETA (2011) oil on canvas © 2011 Alfred Eaker Death (Thomas Merton) Where are the merchants and the money-lenders Whose love sang in the wires between the seaports and the inland granaries? Is the old trader any safer than the sailor sent to drown Crossing the world’s end in a wooden schooner? Where are the generals who sacked the sunny cities And burned the cattle and the grain? Or is the politician any safer in his offices Than a soldier shot in the eye? Take time to tremble lest you come without reflection To feel the furious mercies of my … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Pieta

SEA OF ROSARIES: Annunciation

Annunciation (oil on canvas) © 2011 Alfred Eaker Annunciation (Thomas Merton) Ashes of paper, ashes of a world Wandering, when fire is done: We argue with the drops of rain! Until one comes Who walks unseen Even in elements we have destroyed. Deeper than any nerve He enters flesh and bone. Planting His truth, He puts our substance on. Air, earth, and rain Rework the frame that fire has ruined. What was dead is waiting for His Flame. Sparks of His Spirit spend their seeds, and hide To grow like irises, born before summertime. These blue thinas bud in Israel. The … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Annunciation

SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady of Sorrows

“The Evening of the Visitation” (Thomas Merton) Go, roads, to the four quarters of our quiet distance,While you, full moon, wise queen,Begin your evening journey to the hills of heaven,And travel no less stately in the summer skyThan Mary, going to the house of Zachary. The woods are silent with the sleep of doves,The valleys with the sleep of streams,And all our barns are happy with peace of cattle gone to rest.Still wakeful, in the fields, the shocks of wheatPreach and say prayers:You sheaves, make all your evensongs as sweet as ours,Whose summer world, all ready for the granary and … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady of Sorrows

SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady Of Guadalupe: A Woman Clothed In The Sun (and the Dragon of Chaos)

Our Lady of Guadalupe: A Woman Clothed In The Sun (and The Dragon of Chaos) © 2018 Alfred Eaker Duns Scotus (Thomas Merton) Striking like lightning to the quick of the real world Scotus has mined all ranges to their deepest veins: But where, oh, on what blazing mountain of theology And in what Sinai’s furnace Did God refine the gold? Who ruled those arguments in their triumphant order And armed them with their strict celestial light? See the lance-lightning, blade-gliter, banner-progress As love advances, company by company In sunlit teams his clean embattled reasons, Until the firmament, with high … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady Of Guadalupe: A Woman Clothed In The Sun (and the Dragon of Chaos)

SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady, Star of the Sea

Our Lady: Star of the Sea © 2018 Alfred Eaker The Blessed Virgin Mary Compared to a Window (Thomas Merton) Because my will is simple as a window And knows no pride of original birth, It is my life to die, like glass, by light: Slain in the strong rays of the bridegroom sun. Because my love is simple as a window And knows no shame of original dust, I longed all night, (when I was visible) for dawn my death: When I would marry day, my Holy Spirit: And die by transsubstantiation into light. For light, my lover, steals … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady, Star of the Sea

SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady of Pontmain

“Hagia Sophia” (Thomas Merton) I. Dawn. The Hour of Lauds. There is in all visible things an invisible fecundity, adimmed light, a meek namelessness, a hidden whole-ness. This mysterious Unity and Integrity is Wisdom,the Mother of all, Natura naturans. There is in allthings an inexhaustible sweetness and purity, a silencethat is a fount of action and joy. It rises up in word-less gentleness and flows out to me from the unseenroots of all created being, welcoming me tenderly,saluting me with indescribable humility. This is atonce my own being, my own nature, and the Gift ofmy Creator’s Thought and Art within … Continue reading SEA OF ROSARIES: Our Lady of Pontmain

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