Well but there was more than this:
Spring’s universal bliss
Much, had much to say
To offering Mary May.
Bloom lights the orchard-apple
And thicket and thorp are merry
With silver-surfèd cherry
And azuring-over greybell makes
Wood banks and brakes wash wet like lakes
And magic cuckoo call
Caps, clears, and clinches all—
This ecstasy all through mothering earth
Tells Mary her mirth till Christ’s birth
To remember and exultation
In God who was her salvation.
Image above: Mary, the Holy Mother of God by Melissa Strickler.
Words above from The May Magnificat by Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-89). Read the entire poem HERE.
- from Episcopal Café Art Blog