Whitsunday Poem by Dom Mark Kirby, OSB

“Wait,” you exclaim, “that was last week!”  No matter – I just came across the poem today.  And the Holy Spirit is ever present.  Especially on the Solemnity of the Most Holy Trinity.

I dare to quote a bit here.  But promise me that you’ll follow the link – and also learn about the new monastery in Ireland. 

Today, even where there is nothing good
Goodness elects to dwell;
and where there is nothing holy
Holiness makes a tabernacle,
so that the broken, the sad, and the powerless
find their voices to sing: Alleluia!

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About Mary Jane Ballou

Mary Jane Ballou’s life in sacred music began in a children’s choir at the age of three. Instrumental music waited until her piano lessons started in primary school. And her music life remains a joyous pairing of sacred vocal music and the instrumental repertoire of Spain, Ireland, and Scotland.

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