Beatitude in Blue
A POEM
Enveil God’s face, winged seraphim
Before the dazzling throne:
The onyx clouds cannot hide Him
Whose fullness flames unknown.
Bow low your thoughts, immaculate souls
In azure robes of fire:
Omniscient Love with glowing coals
Has touched the saints’ desire.
Sing high your praises, holy ones.
Before three-personed light:
The glory of His sapphire sons
Has pierced the heart of night.
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