Praise rejoicing

As a starved little bird, who sees and hears
his mother’s wings fluttering round about him
to bring him food, whose heart is filled with love
both for her and the food, who then, rejoicing
– though in the nest he pines and is consumed
with eagerness to follow her and fly –
will thank her by his singing, far beyond
his usual power of song, with tongues set free,
So, I whenever the warm rays
of the divine Sun, nourishing my heart,
will shine on me with unaccustomed brightness,
take up my pen, impelled by inner love;
without quite knowing what it is I say,
as best I can, I write God’s praises down.
By Vittoria Colonna (1492-1547) translated by Laura Anna Stortoni and Mary Prentice Lillie, in Women in Praise of the Sacred, edited by Jane Hirshfield: HarperPerennial 1994
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About Terri C Pilarski

I am an Episcopal priest serving a delightfully progressive, interesting, creative congregation. I have been married more than half my life to the same man. We have two grown children, plus two dogs and two cats, although the number of four legged household members changes from time to time. I love to garden, knit, read, and play on Facebook or with my blog. I have been a practitioner of daily meditation since I was nineteen. I practice yoga five days a week and walk every where I am able too.
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6 Responses to Praise rejoicing

  1. Wendy says:

    What an amazing photo!

  2. Terri says:

    Wendy, my husband took it, or maybe I did? one of us, after much effort caught the hummingbird at our feeder when we lived in AZ…

  3. Jan says:

    Beautiful poem. And I liked the photo even more after hearing that your husband took it!

  4. Jan says:

    BTW, when did you live in or near Salt Lake City? My youngest daughter is going to go there for grad school in the fall.

  5. Terri says:

    Jan, I was born in SLC and lived there until I was 9. All of my extended family live there except my brothers…

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