Monday, September 23, 2019

A LUTE FOR OUR LADY




A LUTE FOR OUR LADY

Lady, because at unvoiced plea of thine,
Cana’s insipid water blushed to wine,[1]
I dare with faith to ask:
make of my heart’s entangled strings a lute
that I in midst of beauty be not mute;
be this thy queenly task.
Pluck thou or hard or soft each sin-taught string;
under thy touch this hollow heart shall ring
with Mary – minstrelsy,
blending each thought, each hope, each deep desire
into a wholly Christocentric choir.

Sister Maryanna, OP
Spirit.  1945



[1] John II:3-10

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