“In contemplation God teaches the soul very quietly and secretly, without its knowing how, without the sound of words” (Chapter 39, The Spiritual Canticle).
In the spirit of St. John of the Cross, this blog reflects on the contemplative experience and the poetic experience, sometimes separately and distinctly, sometimes in common, as mutually enlightening.
I will also post to this blog, from time to time, my own poetry, with a short interpretive note attached.
~ Fr. Bonaventure Sauer, OCD
Three Genuflections – Part 1 of 3
Thu, Aug 8 2019
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1. An Early Christian Hymn
Though He bore the condition of a god,
Jesus did not consider being equal to God
Something to insist on.
Instead, He let it go and stepped down,
Accepting the condition of a slave
Like that of any human being;
And sharing also in our sinful state,
He further humbled himself,
Becoming subservient even to death
—Indeed, death by crucifixion.
For this reason God greatly exalted Him,
Shouting forth His name
Louder than any other name,
So that at the name of Jesus
Every knee must one day bend
—In heaven, on earth, and under the earth—
And every tongue one day confess
That He, Jesus Christ, is Lord
To the glory and grandeur of God the Father.
Written by Fr. Bonaventure Sauer, OCD