A mystical poem drawing analogies from Scripture and Greek Mythology,
with our Lady as the 'Nymph-Like Virgin' and True Devotion to Her the means of
nourishing one's acts, one's babes that is, with the milk of the nine 'peaches'
-alluding to the nine muses- representing the nine fruits of the Holy Spirit: "But
the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness,
faithfulness, gentleness and self-control." (Gal 5:22-23a). The ‘peaches’
are also an allegory of unique Divine Lives or Divine Acts embodied and enacted
by Christ Jesus in His Paschal Mystery which we are called to make our own in our every act. Yet this cannot be achieved by reaching with our own imperfect desire, but only by making use of Mary's desire -this Desire who is the Holy Spirit Himself, since She is 'full of grace', 'full of the Holy Spirit' - through a bold and filial faith.
A Nymph in the Forest, Lenoir Charles Amable. |
O supple and
sweet,
To me come
leap,
Each of ye
strange coloured
Dumpling like
peach;
That grow most
green,
-Nine succulent
fruits-
From bare
limbs of laurel
As mouthful’s
of grace.
Babes little,
hunger beneath,
Though arms
mine can’t reach;
So “Virgin
dear, help” smile I,
Whilst laying down
strength mine.
Whence nymph-like
Virgin leans
Slender to
grasp each peach,
Taking bite
from all with lips red
Till three on
six all gone.
Then
nourishment nine
Neatly was turned
in flesh to milk,
Which filled all
my bottles
With manna
snow to feed my babes.
And though
laurel lost peaches all,
Luscious
fruits now bloom in place
More supple
and sweet than last,
So nymph-like
Virgin still I ask.
4-5 July, 2015.
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