Friday, June 13, 2014

LONG  KNEELING

Poem for Today - Friday -  June 13, 2014



IN A COUNTRY CHURCH

To one kneeling down no word came,
Only the wind’s song, saddening the lips
Of the grave saints, rigid in glass;
Or the dry whisper of unseen winds,
Bats not angels, in  the high roof.

Was he balked by silence? He kneeled long,
And saw love in a dark crown
Of thorns blazing, and a winter tree
Golden with fruit of a man’s body.


© R. S. Thomas
Painting on top:
Christmas Prayers
by Henry Bacon





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