Rose Datoc Dall
The Anointing at Bethany (Wednesday)
Come
close with Mary, Martha , Lazarus
So
close the candles stir with their soft breath
And
kindle heart and soul to flame within us
Lit
by these mysteries of life and death.
For
beauty now begins the final movement
In
quietness and intimate encounter
The
alabaster jar of precious ointment
Is
broken open for the world’s true lover,
The
whole room richly fills to feast the senses
With all
the yearning such a fragrance brings,
The
heart is mourning but the spirit dances,
Here
at the very centre of all things,
Here
at the meeting place of love and loss
We
all foresee, and see beyond the cross.
Malcolm
Guite
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