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L'ESPRIT DE NOTRE DAME RÈGNE
Though be Her temporal édifice
reduced to smouldering ash.
Our Lady’s spirit stands uninjured
Perfectly erect
She who watched her Son’s skin bruised
And torn by brutal lash.
Also knew on that third day that He would resurrect.
Witnessing her Son in anguish
Bloodied by the crown of thorns.
Dying nailed on cruel cross,
side pierced by thrusted lance.
Then by holy miracle
She met her blessed Son reborn
When compared the task seems small,
rebuild Her house in France.
reduced to smouldering ash.
Our Lady’s spirit stands uninjured
Perfectly erect
She who watched her Son’s skin bruised
And torn by brutal lash.
Also knew on that third day that He would resurrect.
Witnessing her Son in anguish
Bloodied by the crown of thorns.
Dying nailed on cruel cross,
side pierced by thrusted lance.
Then by holy miracle
She met her blessed Son reborn
When compared the task seems small,
rebuild Her house in France.
Published 16th Apr 2019
Author's Note
NaPo/GloPoWriMo poem #16. I was devastated, as were millions, to see Notre Dame ablaze. I can't hope to fathom the grief felt by the French people. To be a tad trite, I know a Phoenix will rise from the ashes. I hope, as well, that my words don't in any way diminish the tragedy but rather offer a different perspective.
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16th Apr 2019 7:21pm
16th Apr 2019 7:23pm
Thank you so much, Titanium. It was a real shocker...thank goodness there was no loss of life.
16th Apr 2019 7:31pm
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16th Apr 2019 7:41pm
Thank you, Josh. That was my intent...in my own small way. I appreciate your read and comment.
16th Apr 2019 9:43pm
I read your note, and this does offer a different point of view. Great spiritual perspective, and I love your work as always.
17th Apr 2019 00:29am
Thank you Sir Crow! My initial reaction was one of great sadness. As I pondered the event it made me think of the ephemeral nature of man-made things. Albeit 800 years is hardly ephemeral unless compared to the lifespan of this planet.
