The Little Litany ~ G.K. Chesterton ⚘️

poetry soothes the soul 🥀🌹⚘️🥀⚘️🌹

A Little Litany – G. K. Chesterton

When God turned back eternity and was young,

Ancient of Days,

grown little for your mirth (As under the low arch the land is bright)

Peered through you, gate of heaven–and saw the earth.

Or shutting out his shining skies awhile

Built you about him for a house of gold

To see in pictured walls his storied world

Return upon him as a tale is told.

Or found his mirror there; the only glass

That would not break with that unbearable light

Till in a corner of the high dark house God looked on

God, as ghosts meet in the night.

Star of his morning; that unfallen star

In that strange starry overturn of space

When earth and sky changed places for an hour heaven looked upwards in a human face

Or young on your strong knees and lifted up

Wisdom cried out, whose voice is in the street,

And more than twilight of twiformed cherubim

Made of his throne indeed a mercy-seat.

Or risen from play at your pale raiment’s hem God,

grown adventurous from all time’s repose,

Or your tall body climbed the Ivory tower

And kissed upon your mouth the mystic rose.

I heard this poem read by a male with a deep velvet voice at a Poetry recital one perfect time long ago. Many of you will have heard it read. ⚘️🌹🌹🥀


By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)