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February 23, 2021When a poet proclaims a great poem, life is enkindled. Inherent in poetic metaphors reside remembrance, inspiration, encouragement, truth—illuminates both beauty and injustices—love, prayer and life for poetry comes from the heart and is intended to reach the hearts of others. In essence, poetry—both the creation of verse and a receptive heart—is a gift from God, a gift from the Master Poet.
When God, the Master Poet, speaks there is life. For instance, in the creation story of Genesis, God says, Let there be light. And there was light. The Creation story is a dance of God moving through the darkness, the void, proclaiming verse, calling forth the created. In today’s reading of Isaiah, God says: Just as from the heavens the rain and snow come down and do not return there till they have watered the earth, making it fertile and fruitful … So shall my word be that goes forth from my mouth; it shall not return to me void, but shall do my will, achieving the end for which I sent it.
To fulfill the will of God is, in itself, a gift.
Jesus Christ, as John so beautiful says, The Word became flesh and dwelt among us teaches us how to pray to Our Father. I am astounded that the Word come from Heaven to dwell among us, who had no need whatsoever to do so, who out of his own free will came to fulfill the Father’s will, out of love, to save us by connecting us to life itself—God the Father—in prayer, the source of life. Inherent in the Lord’s prayer is the revelation that God is Our Father; thus, we are his children—all of us residing on the face of the earth.
At birth our names were uttered by God, through our parents or caretakers or family. Our name is a word in our language, God’s gift. We, too, are like the snow, the rain, called to water the earth, to make it fertile and fruitful so that we shall return to Our Father having given life and be filled with life. God will then smile on us and we will join all our brothers and sister—including the stars, comets and planets—in God, the Master Poet’s dance. We shall have fulfilled the Lord’s will, and, thus, burst in joyful poetic songs.