As we celebrated Pentecost Sunday this past year at ECHO Nola, I was struck by a line of the “Veni, Sancte Spiritus”: “Melt the frozen, warm the chill” It’s something only the Lord can do for us. O little one, Shrouded in darkness, Covered in snow! Your petals which Had begun to blossom Have frozen. You are under a severe chill Snow falls heavily Upon you Weighing you down. Wind whispers Threats that You are alone And never will be found. Icy fingers tighten their grasp Burying you Under a dark, cold Sheet of snow. And though the sun shines, You would not know. But the sun does shine- Penetrating the Blanket With persistence, Warmth, and Gentleness. Taking care Not to damage you, Little one. Light of sun Wraps Itself around you Melting frozen Warming chill Still Its embrace You cannot feel. Hope and faith Trust and wait For the reality You once knew- Remember. Now you feel warmth And breath Caressing you. Light has come From height to depth To be with you To set you free. Once again You have been found. See Streaming Crystal water, Freshly gleaming In the light, Rushing forth from Melting snow And ice. For Life giving waters Spring From the darkness Of frost and chill. So, Little one, Unfold your petals, Unfurling Your victory flag A banner of Love. Expose yourself To Warmth And Light. Who frees You to become, In fullness, Who you are.
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