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FESTIVALS IN THE
SOUTHLANDS
Katherine
Rudolph
All of the Festival
times – have both inner and outer
approaches.
Lands of the North
can rejoice – for their seasons, their
in-breath and out-breath,
Are to be seen in
accordance – with Nature’s own growing and
wilting.
Lands of the South
can develop – a sense of the life after
dying;
Bountiful
kingdoms of Nature - aren’t there as they
were in the body:
Thanks to the
meaning of Easter! – Rejoice in the joy
of the Northlands.
Carry the inner
cognition - in soul-life of colours
respiring.
Paint now the
colour of purple – deep into the yellow
light shining:
Wood of the Cross
thus arises – Adorn it with Roses
resplendent.
Part
Two
Lent of the
abnegation – may penetrate all earthly
matter.
Fasting for
purification – makes ready the vessel
receptive.
Yet not the promise of
springtime – of Nature’s bright
regeneration :
Rather, the droughts
and charred branches – bereft of the green
leaf’s effulgence
Greet us here deep
in the South – where the Phoenix
arises from ashes.
‘Lazarus!
Strive to arise now. – Rise up and
encounter life’s Glory!’
Here every one in
the Southlands – may overcome death in
Adonis.
Now disregarding
decay – shall the forces of Michaelmas’
yearning
Help us unite in
our faith - and prevail, as the new light is
dawning.
Willing to rise out of
sorrow – we’ll not accept all of the
credit.
All of mankind would
be withered – were it not for the deed of
Golgotha.
Blossoms eternal
now flourish; – in the cosmos are
manifestations.
As we go into the
evening; – bright. star-beams surround
the South Cross.
Friends have
departed; but midnight - still
leads to a shimmering morning.
Harvest the hidden
communion – of living and dead in one
labour.
Painting the
archetypal – in blossoms and
plant-life, assuages
Burnt-out and
desolate sorrow. – Colours surmount
dead grey matter.
Balancing processes
conquer; - the Christ-Will is breathing
inside us.
Flower of
Resurrection! - From calyx to larynx,
it blossoms;
So let us sing and
recite – in such feeling, the soul-pain
disperses.
Praised be the power
of forgiveness. - We witness the
Christ’s Resurrection
In every deed that is
selfless – in each living Rose of
resurgence!
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