POETRY: The Word — A Responsory, by Thomas Merton

The Word — A Responsory, by Thomas Merton

“Eructavit cor meum verbum bonum.”

My heart hath uttered. . .
Whom we desire to see,
Whose thoughts are worlds,
And Whose delights
Shine like perfections in the universe:
Whose admirable joy
Burns in the bosom of the triple Light:
My heart hath uttered a good Word.

Who drives across the stormy hill
His flocks of flying sun:
In Whom our admiration falls and dies
Like the sown seed alighting from the travels of the wind,
To rise again when we receive our rain
And shoot the earth of April with the blades of greenest praises.
My heart hath uttered. . .
The vital sap
And blood of every growth,
Nodding and talking in the rushes
To the water, to the way-farer:
Verbum bonum!
Whose keyless news
Unlocks the secret places
Of the peace-enfolded soul:
Whose exultation
Rifles the hidden riches of the will,
Oh be our glory! Never die!

My heart hath uttered a good Word,
Whose name is: “Sent”
Whom we desire to love:
Strong, in the fathoms of the heart, unseen,
Spending us heaven silent as a spring,
O perfect Word!
O Verbum bonum!

Whose Name is: “Savior,”
Whom we desire to hold;
Burn in our hearts, burn in our living marrow, own our being,
Hide us and heal us in the hug of Thy delight,
Whose admirable might
Sings in the furnace of the Triple Glory!

Eructavit cor meum verbum bonum.

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