You are strong and beautiful in rites and in the shining of the altar,
mounting like the smoke of perfumes to the column of praise.
Where you intercede for the people who stretch towards the mirror of light
to whom there is praise on high.
(Excerpt from”Columba Aspexit” by Hildegarde von Bingen at All poetry)
Can you carry this song to parched nations?
offering silver hope in the sight of none
whispered echo of your victory
in chanted prayers of the nuns
Our trodden spirits long to be revived
as our souls are seered and desert dry
bathe our feet in holy libations
tears caught when the heavens cry
Give us cause to upward lift our praise
gathered in one choral sacrament
to raise notes in pleasing offering
let ours be a welcome instrument
Lord in humility we prostate lay
what we place on the altar meek
make change in our hearts be true
let it be your precious love we seek
like the winged white symbol
let us with one spirit rise
lifted unto the radiant son
upon righteous wings we fly
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“Then will I go to the altar of God, to God my exceeding joy:
yes, on the harp will I praise you, O God my God.”
~Psalms 43:4
Poets United Midweek Motif has asked us to write a poem based on the work of Hildegard von Bingen a nun in the tenth century. I was not familiar this woman but am inspired by her poetry and music. There is much to be learned from a humble heart whose only intent is pleasing her God.
“a humble heart whose only intent was pleasing her god” Pleasing her god, and in so doing set an iconic virtue… for the pleasure of others to follow.
__And your verse too, an emblem. _m
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Thanks Doug. We all need something to emulate…
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It’s a beautiful poem,Leslie.
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Indeed a beautiful psalms…let us hope such prayers are answered.
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From laughing to inspirational…what a fantastic, religious, comedic journey this was for me. Your piece here is solemn and sincere. I’m ecstatic.
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Glad it made you laugh and feel the sincerity at once…
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Oh, this is truly beautiful! It has such a prayerful tone, and as I read it I gain a sense of peace. I cannot quote just one part that is my favorite. The whole poem is. We really do need cause to upward lift our praise, and poetry such as yours is one way to do it. Brava!
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Thank you Mary. I had one of those moments yesterday where the sun and the sea seemed to glimmer with praise – made my job easier…
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So beautiful, Leslie…..indeed, “our trodden spirits long to be revived”….and how I love “tears caught when the heavens cry” . Glorious!
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I imagined the baptism being in tears cried down from the saints…
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Reblogged this on theowlladyblog.
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I felt breathless after I read your poem, my spirit uplifted, my hope too. How perfect to apply her style to contemporary struggles–“Parched nations”–to reviver the spirits of the hopeless. This poem breathes, too, as a psalm might. The heavens seem to be crying–may their tears and our voices and your poem bring relief.
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Thanks Susan. It is not easy to try to convey a style of someone from another era. But knowing the type person she was I doubt she would object.
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It is uplifting to read words written almost a millenium ago and find they are relevant to us to day. So it is with Hildegarde von Bingen’s poetry.
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Words that are occupied by such strength..maybe perhaps how she herself felt and inhabited her visions?
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For some reason “visions” freak people out but if you said “dreams” we might better understand.
The artist I just interviewed last week had a premonition of the attack on New York 3 years prior to 911. He said his hand was guided.
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nice word s- and that photo is pretty amazing – the blue and rich warm hues streaming in – fantastic. 🙂
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Beautiful. Your words match the spirit of Hildegard’s poetry and music. It read like a delightful prayer.
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A well written prayer.
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Thanks my friend…
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I echo everyone else in saying this is a beautiful prayer poem.
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