Wednesday, May 2, 2012

A Year With Thomas Merton - April 27

Everything Transfigured
(Merton celebrates his first Mass in his hermitage's new Chapel on April 27, 1968)
The icon of St. Elias, which Jack Ford brought me from St. Meinrad's, and which yesterday I put up on the east wall of my hermitage. Fabulously beautiful and delicate and strong. A great red transparent globe of light, with angelic horses rearing in unison, and angels lifting it all up to the blackness of the divine mystery--from, below, the dark curve and shelves of the mountain from which Eliseus reaches into the globe to touch the mantle of the prophet, who stands in a little, finely drawn, very simple Russian peasant's cart (in the globe of fire!).
Below, Elias sleeps: that was before, when he had sorrow. The angel leans over him and mentions the hearth-cake to the sleeping prophet.
What a thing to have by you! It changes everything! Transfiguring everything!
Outside the door, a double bloom on one large violet iris, standing out of the green spears of the daylilies. And on the tongue of one bloom walks a great black-gold bee, the largest honeybee I ever saw. To be part of all this is to be infinitely rich.
April 24, 1963, IV.315-16

1 comment:

  1. Psalm 119.103:

    How sweet are your words to my taste,
    sweeter than honey to my mouth!