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House Martins - nesting |
Dear Edward,
Thank you
We look forward to your preview of the first Encyclical of Pope
Francis.
In spite of his very full tireless weeks it seems he has been hatching inspiring
Papal chick.
I have been contemplating the House Martins, the daily hours from the window
above my breakfast. In the nest, all is still while the birds are sitting on the eggs. Then they awake and as ‘swallows’ they make their swift exercise, and hurry back with feeding for the hatching mother.
Maybe it is in perfect May/June timing for Francis too.
We will enjoy your “Quelques lines”; Pope Francis's first Roman Corpus Christi - a poem
In Dno.
Donald
HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
Our very best wishes with thanksgiving for all your blessed days.
With prayer and offering Mass.
D.
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From: Fr. Edward ...
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Sent: Friday, 14 June 2013, 22:46
Subject: Fwd: Quelques lignes Pope Francis's first Roman Corpus Christi - a poem
Dear Donald,
I thought you might like this poem.
It is late because, having written it I feared I had landed on the wrong
Piazza,..............
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I hope that it arrives in good order Let me know about any problems.
Blessings in Domino,
fr Edward O.P.
Iceland.
Pope Francis's first Roman
Corpus Christi
Those enormous
crowds his Wednesday General Audience have evoked:
they hear much
shorter discourses than before,
yet their depth is
greater
as is their personal
touch.
His presence has the
characteristic of self-withdrawal:
all a display of
essential priestliness,
The charism has
adjusted him to all displacements,
his presence must be
defining itself at the promptings
of a sensitive
spirit.
After his Holy
Communion at the Mass
he retired to his
throne-space in Saint John Lateran's porch:
virtually
motionless, his body inclined in contemplation
till the
distribution of Sacred Hosts was complete
and the procession
of lay and clerics
formed a double
roadside line, both three abreast, through via Merulana.
Those bound to the
leading part of the procession itself
hurried to their places:
the sodalities with
their wind-blown banners,
held with strong
arms and coloured ropes
holding firm the billowing pictures raised above,
and the innumerable
flashes of spiritual growth
of so many young
Sisters.
The ordering came to
its proper place,
but Francis was not
in the perspexed display box
on the motor-driven
dray:
two deacons knelt
before the Monstranced Sacrament
as it took central
place,
phalanxed to left
and to right by Cardinals new crimson
tailored and millinered.
It moved off with
Pope Francis walking behind
cappa'ed in
undecorated cream-white:
no identifying white
zucchetto and mitre-less
until his final
salutation to
"Mary,
Salvation of the People of Rome":
he touched its frame
after long gazing, received the mitre,
and disappeared into
the Basilica.
The procession
began with the setting sun,
passing into the
streets
the bars,
shop-fronts and apartment windows
diffusing a furtive
light,
refracted by the
ample street lights in tasteful concentration -
an original
juxtaposing of tree-crowns protectingly
and shieldingly,
homely-wise bringing comfort-giving greenery
as a continual
awning over the procession,
in itself massive
more in the
concentration of
recollected piety
and ecclesial
liturgy:
with incense rising,
and
myriad candles some
in acolytes' holders,
thousands more held
in pious hands,
extensive more than
intensive,
and appropriately
so.
Blessed John Paul
revived this procession,
carrying the
Monstrance himself
accompanied by
sodalities living on,
some centuries long
after founding,
yet not quite welded
into the intensity of the following years.
Christ's Body is
carried through Rome.
Eucharistic Joy
subdued by intensest recollection
accompanies the
pouring out of praising
from outpoured souls
in public:
supporting each
other
around the illumined
dray and monstrance
with the paired
deacons,
followed briskly on
foot by Pope Francis
continuing a
contemplation begin at Saint John Lateran
and ending in the
Piazza San Maria Maggiore
before Saint Mary
Major's.
The column bearing
the Immaculate Conception
pointing heavenward
as Mary disappears into shadows
whilst Francis walks
unostentatiously,
authoritatively none
the less,
leading mediatingly
and with quiet intensity
the recollected,
variegated crowd by
the presence
together in Jesus Christ of Blessed Sacrament and Pope,¶
and carried as Bread
from Heaven.
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¶ With a conscious recollection of a pregnant
insight of Pope Blessed John XXIII, who, still as Cardinal Roncalli and Nuncio
in Paris, was (incredibly!) asked to write among a collection of articles in a
new French Catholic periodical with the theme of "Présences", on
"La présence du Pape dans le Monde". He did not refer to theologians,
but to the Bible (with a strong reference to the precedent of "the seat of
Moses") and the poets - Dante and Claudel. In the midst of which we find this gemstone: "Christ is in the
world through the Blessed Sacrament and through the Pope."
Fr. Edward OP
Stykkishólmur
2 June 2013
Pope Francis's first Roman
Corpus Christi - a poem