A Beautiful Poem
Here is a poem which was sent to me by my friend, Pavel Chichikov.
AWAKENING
The first sleep of the autumn night
Icon of the Blessed Virgin
God's mother of Kazan
The child of glory, Christ,
His mantle flowing from His shoulder
Stands beside her grace in salutation
Within, behind, around them
Flows the light of golden paradise
Love's window in the wall of sleep
From endless joy and peace
The Virgin and the Child
Gaze out upon the room
Why are they here? What light is this?
What brings them to the fading, brutal world
Of stupid men?
The silence of the starlight
The slowly breathing trees
The fragrance of the dying saints
Pavel, November 7, 2005
http://www.kaufmannpublishing.com/Mysteries.htm
AWAKENING
The first sleep of the autumn night
Icon of the Blessed Virgin
God's mother of Kazan
The child of glory, Christ,
His mantle flowing from His shoulder
Stands beside her grace in salutation
Within, behind, around them
Flows the light of golden paradise
Love's window in the wall of sleep
From endless joy and peace
The Virgin and the Child
Gaze out upon the room
Why are they here? What light is this?
What brings them to the fading, brutal world
Of stupid men?
The silence of the starlight
The slowly breathing trees
The fragrance of the dying saints
Pavel, November 7, 2005
http://www.kaufmannpublishing.com/Mysteries.htm
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