St Martin,
St Martin,
Where are
you now?
Buried deep
Within our
hearts,
Deep within
our hearts,
In cold
recesses
Where no one
Can see you,
No one can
see you,
Or feel the
warmth
Of your Grace-filled
soul,
Of your
Grace-filled soul,
Like a
blazing
Diamond
Covered in
dismal
Layers of
earth,
In dismal
Layers of
earth.
Who will
uncover
You, that we
may
Rest in the
Light
We knew long
ago,
We knew long
ago,
That Western
lands
May be
Christ-filled
Once again,
Christ-filled
once again?
***
A life of St
Martin of Tours by one of his contemporaries may be read here:
https://orthodoxchurchfathers.com/fathers/npnf211/npnf2114.htm#P156_9980
--
Holy Ælfred
the Great, King of England, South Patron, pray for us sinners at the Souð, unworthy though we are!
Anathema to
the Union!
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