A Reflection on The Spiritual Canticle by St. John of the Cross
My Beloved…silent music, sounding solitude…
I carry Your song in my heart:
A song without words,
Whose melody stirs my soul to a fire nothing can quench.
You set Your music to my longing.
The harmony of our desire
Blends song with song and heart with heart
In gentle rhythm.
You play my heart like a virtuoso,
Mastering its secrets,
Gently, nimbly touching its chords.
You take the dissonance of my life and write it
Into Your symphony.
©2020 Sister Elaine M. Berkopec, OSU