Nisi Dominus 1610

 


How does 
Monteverdi
Dance and swing
Rebound resounds
And makes
These dead stones ring.

Splinters into shards of gold
Recalled from vespers 
Long ago.
The great west window's
Story told.

Unless the lord builds my house
It is as nothing
The arrows of my youth
Are winged into the past
To meet the stranger 
At the gate 
With joy at last.

And so the colours
Splashed on surpliced choirs
Support my feeble voice
Enflamed by tongues of fire.

Ab initio we are called to pray 
Deus in adjutorium meum 
Intende.

JL July 19 11:49