Recently, as I was listening to Fr. Leo Clifford’s “Reflections”, he shared a poem by Irish poet Joseph Mary Plunkett. Titled: “I See His Blood Upon the Rose,” it is a stunning reminder of God’s presence in all that is around us.
I see his blood upon the rose
And in the stars the glory of his eyes,
His body gleams amid eternal snows,
His tears fall from the skies.
I see his face in every flower;
The thunder and the singing of the birds
Are but his voice—and carven by his power
Rocks are his written words.
All pathways by his feet are worn,
His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea,
His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn,
His cross is every tree.
After hearing it, I felt I needed to print it out. It’s not just something nice to read, but rather a prayer to meditate on. It also made me think of a song the echos that sentiment. The words are strikingly similar actually. Here is Phil Wickham “You’re Beautiful”. God’s creation can certainly stir up powerful sentiments, and I am grateful for those who can articulate it in such a moving way.
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