+ 2ND POEMS: Mollia Sunt Parvis Prata Terenda Rotis

". . .  mollia sunt parvis prata terenda rotis . . ."

---Propertius, The Elegies, III:3


"Now is my way clear, now is the meaning plain:

Temptation shall not come in this kind again."

---T. S. Eliot, Murder In The Cathedral, I


Faith, and a wise Poet, have said to me

that poems meant to respond to controversy

do not partake of Christian courtesy,

nor bear a good witness to Christian mercy.

Forgiveness in me took a fall and a fail:

even in the sound of the drawl of betrayal

of offered friendship, it must still prevail

(Forgiveness, I mean).  I ask you to pray

that my small wheels may keep to the way

that leads to the softer, cultivated field---

to gather from that site a fruitful yield.

And when my call, starward, shall appear

(and that prospect may not be very far

in the future), I want my conscience to be clear

when I meet, face to face, the Bright and Morning Star.


Starward

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem functions on two metaphors:  the Roman Poet, Propertius' metaphor of the small wheels on soft fields; and the more sacred and spiritual metaphor, which is also Christ's final description of Himself in the Bible, and in the  Apostle Saint John's book of Revelation, at 22:16.

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