13 Oct Petal-Pelted Glory (The Assumption of Mary)
A garden seeded starry graces blooms
With beds of roses blue and red in kind,
A winter spring, or river-running flumes
Of which a single purpose comes to mind:
To bring in triumph Heaven’s Blessed Queen
By hosts of countless angels sent by Christ
Ordaining one salvation that was seen
To spare the sinless sin’s established price;
For this eternal matrix out of reach,
A silver heaven firmament is well
Beyond the dross we hold in mortal speech;
Allot, O Holy One of Israel
The children Blessed Mary shares in part
Ascending petal-pelted glory’s heart!