Fair Spring’s Look

Our Lady is Fair Spring. Concerning Her look it is written: "You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride, you have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes" (Song 4:9). 

'Girl with Rabbits', Frederick Stuart Church, 1886.

My woods were barren

And all was dead and dry

Within,

With not a flower that could bloom,

Nor any green but only grey

And brown,

For all was dead and still,

And Spring she could not come,

And so I said: “My life is done.”

Then heart cold and numb

Began to beat at pace

Most slow,

And eyes that wept for none but me

Did tremble, swell and leak moist pools

Of seas;

For sorrow overwhelmed

My soul that spurned my love

And so I said: “Goodbye my dove.”

Whence cloud high above

Turned from grey to thick black

And rained,

Dousing my flesh and wetting all

Though I had light none to see near

Nor far;

But then it slowly ceased

To rain and cloud gave way

S’that I could see in light of day.

And yea trees did sway

With leaves most lush on arms

Once bear,

And all around me I saw life

And colour and sounds, strange and bright

And new;

And there she was my love:

Fair Spring in grotto’s nook

Who caused my soul to swoon and faint with single look.

30th August, 2015.