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Today I think I see God's son within John the Baptist's arms--He's bathing Himself in the holy stream, not to cleanse Himself but to mix with others in life's waters. He gives so much, and we? crazy, foolish, we run from Him, again to soil ourselves in vile muck, then disgraced, shy, stay away from our reflection in His pure fountain. And then a sign, God's voice is heard, listen. A dove descends, "this is my beloved son," while He carries on the humble task. May I wake to obey and believe in lovely sounds, archetypes of eternal goodness, follow high gentle example. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
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Notes: From V LIX:219. See also B S1:26:98; Valgrisi 26; also in MS V2 (Caruso f.45v). Reference: Mark 1:4-11. A second in a series meditating Christ. Key |
