A KIND OF BEAUTY

(After John Milton)

“And forgive us our debts,
As we have also forgiven our debtors” – Matthew 6: 12

When I consider how my nights were spent
In tears of remonstration at lost pride,
Or days obliterated by some snide
Adversary I crossed who seemed hellbent
On acting out – as if God had not sent
His Son to stand and serve – I, bleary-eyed,
See too that I did ill (as good as tried) –
’Twas not my finest hour. Then I repent. 

A peerless light engulfs me and I’m freed
To lower weapons, unarmour my chest
And breathe in ecstasy – love’s grand estate!
An unseen vision splendid! – and I heed
The wordless invitation to take rest
In God’s embrace, at one with all, and wait.

– Rita Glennon