Mirrors the Moon the image of the Sun

Full Moon

Mirrors the Moon the image of the Sun
Man-shaped; brilliant glory could not show
To dusty creatures perfectness of fire.
Consuming brightness worm of man might know
Reflected to the eyes of his desire
As his own image; then the work’s begun.

If purity of Light could stand unclad
Before the naked Man, and not consume
It would be done; but, Man-shaped, Light came down
Proclaiming Life to dust, and Death to doom,
For Nakedness a covering and a crown,
And sorrowing hearts, made pure, were then made glad.

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About therevr

A human being, striving to become more so.

Posted on November 30, 1970, in Old, Poetry, Spiritual, Theological. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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