One Easter Poem
28/01/08 Filed in: Easter
This is beautiful poem with lots of colours.
Wonderful to be expressed in eurythmy.
To the Sun
Oh let your shining orb grow dim,
Of Christ the mirror and the shield,
That I may gaze through you to Him,
See half the miracle revealed,
And in your seven hues behold
The Blue Man walking on the Sea,
The Green, beneath the summer tree,
Who called the children; then the Gold,
With palms: the Orange, flaring bold
With scourges; Purple in the garden
(As Greco saw): and then the Red
Torero (Him who took the toss
And rode the black horns of the cross ---
But rose snow-silver from the dead! )
By Roy Campbell
Oh let your shining orb grow dim,
Of Christ the mirror and the shield,
That I may gaze through you to Him,
See half the miracle revealed,
And in your seven hues behold
The Blue Man walking on the Sea,
The Green, beneath the summer tree,
Who called the children; then the Gold,
With palms: the Orange, flaring bold
With scourges; Purple in the garden
(As Greco saw): and then the Red
Torero (Him who took the toss
And rode the black horns of the cross ---
But rose snow-silver from the dead! )
By Roy Campbell