Rorate Caeli

The Immortal Temple


Fr. Juan de Anchieta
Doncella Madre de Dios

All things rising, all things sizing        
Mary sees, sympathising
    With that world of good,
    Nature’s motherhood.
Their magnifying of each its kind
With delight calls to mind        
    How she did in her stored
    Magnify the Lord.
This ecstasy all through mothering earth

Tells Mary her mirth till Christ’s birth
    To remember and exultation
    In God who was her salvation.
Fr. Gerard Manley Hopkins

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Long-Skirts said...


Through the Gate O'Morn
He came
In a stable born

Where St. Joseph
Held her hand
Both so tired and worn.

Patient donkey
Just outside
Munching on some corn

Saw the love
St. Joseph had
To Mary he was sworn.

Saw St. Joseph's
Furrowed brow
Knowing future scorn

Saw St. Joseph
In the now
Fighting 'gainst forlorn.

Then the donkey
Heard with joy
The herald of a horn

Angel Gabriel
Announcing wide
History's curtain torn!

Then St. Joseph
Walking by
Some fleecy, sheep some shorn

Behind this wife,
He'd reach new life
Through Mary of the Morn.