"There was once a king sitting on his throne. Around him stood great and wonderfully beautiful columns ornamented with ivory, bearing the banners of the king with great honour. Then it pleased the king to raise a small feather from the ground and he commanded it to fly. The feather flew, not because of anything in itself but because the air bore it along. Thus am I 'A feather on the breath of God'."
Caritas abundat in omnia, de imis excellentissima super sidera, atque amantissima in omnia, quia summo Regi osculum pacis dedit.
"Love lives in everything, from the deepest depths to the highest stars, and she is the most charming of all, because she has given the highest King the kiss of peace."
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| A feather for Hildegard of Bingen |
Thank you. Reading this post at this time has been beyond a perfect moment. The feather is exquisite.
ReplyDeleteThank you for bringing such beauty to my Christmas. May all the joys and blessings of the season be yours.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. It all fits so well together with your work. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThanks Blue Sky, so very happy you enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jo, and all the very best to you and yours.
Thanks Eric, Love Hildegard and feathers, and also could have used that wonderful line, "Hope is that thing with feathers" , that wonderful poem of Emily Dickenson
Hope
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.