To The Holy Trinity Poem by Michael Walker

To The Holy Trinity

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I found myself upon a verdant glade
Beneath the trees in a field of clover,
Three leaves of which Three Persons once had made,
To covet the blessed land thrice over,

And in that glade did grow my lonely rose,
Wherein three petals kissed and did embrace,
And there, Three Persons sought their sweet repose,
The rose to be kissed thrice - once by each face.

Yet when the winter frost encased the land,
The Three retreated into my small hut,
Within which my hearth warmed our lonely band,
And kept us from the bitter weather shut.

And they remained to make their home with me,
To be three windows through whom I can see.

Sunday, July 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: faith
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I wrote this on the Feast of the Holy Trinity, as invitation for the Holy Trinity to enter my spirit.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 15 July 2019

Let the holy spirit come to unite us with the FATHER and the SON

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Chinedu Dike 02 June 2018

A free flight of creativity on winged imagination, in fine and lofty verse with Shakespearean sonnet rhythmic splendour. Thanks for sharing Michael and do remain blessed.

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Luc Leclaire 04 June 2018

You, too, Chinedu! Thank you for your kind words.

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Michael Walker 20 February 2018

A well-constructed sonnet, the sort of form I use myself. The Trinity I take to be the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit of theology. The three Persons in one are made to seem very human in your small hut: at the same time they are 'windows through whom I can see'. An imaginative conceit-style metaphor. A tremendous poem.

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Dr Antony Theodore 12 January 2016

And they remained to make their home with me, To be three windows through whom I can see.. what a beautiful imagination and at the same time it is theology. it is the theology of the Holy Trinity you are writing in a picturesque way. very very nice. you have the gift of faith in you. tony

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Luc Leclaire 12 January 2016

Thank you, Tony. I had Byzantine icons in mind when I penned it. Topics like the Trinity used to be fitting matter for rhymed meter in the days of the Metaphysical Poets, and I hope to revive that tradition. May the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit bless you.

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Howard Savage 02 January 2016

The Father, Son and Holy Ghost, profound poem.

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Luc Leclaire 12 January 2016

Thank you. May the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit bless you.

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