I See His Blood Upon The Rose Poem by Joseph Mary Plunkett
I See His Blood Upon The Rose
I see his blood upon the rose
And in the stars the glory of his eyes,
His body gleams amid eternal snows,
His tears fall from the skies.
I see his face in every flower;
The thunder and the singing of the birds
Are but his voice—and carven by his power
Rocks are his written words.
All pathways by his feet are worn,
His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea,
His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn,
His cross is every tree.
Direct references to Jesus and his crucifixion. Yes, we should think of him more often than we do.
wonderfully described the day of crucifixion when the whole nature captured the soul that remained alive.
Superb poem, Almighty is present in everything yet we see Him not.
His Poetry is Beautiful in Every way: So Expressive - So Visual.
Wonderful expression of the presence of Christ in creation from an Irish Catholic writer who was also, perhaps unexpectedly, one of the 1916 Dublin revolutionaries.
Nice way to recognise the presence of Almighty through His creations...liked it 10
Awesome poem, Inspiring I see his face in every flower; The thunder and the singing of the birds Are but his voice—and carven by his power Rocks are his written words.
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The calm spirituality of these verses is soothing to my ears- to see Jesus in every act of creation is strengthening to my soul. Beautiful poem of faith.