What is She not, the Spirit, My Mother? For Divine Life – Madrian Meditation 1 of 3
What is She not, the Spirit, My Mother?
The stars She is and the boundless sea,
the sun and the endless night;
the mountains and the storm
and the wild north wind She is,
the growing of a blade of grass.
Her abundance hath no ending,
nor Her unbounded richness;
for all these things are but a breath to Her.
The stars and the galaxies,
the endless night of space,
the day of all time from its dawn to its even;
all these are but the flickering of Her eyelid
The Coming Age, number 8, autumn issue 1978