The Glorious of Love

Maria sculpture

Was this his coming! I had hoped to see

A scene of wondrous glory, as was told

Of some great God who in a rain of gold

Broke open bars and fell on Danae:

Or a dread vision as when Semele

Sickening for love and unappeased desire

Prayed to see God’s clear body, and the fire

Caught her brown limbs and slew her utterly:

With such glad dreams I sought this holy place

And now with wondering eyes and heart I stand

Before this supreme mystery of Love:

Some kneeling girl with passionless pale face,

An angel with a lily in his hand,

And over both the white wings of a Dove

(Ave Maria Gratia Plena by Oscar Wilde)

‘The Glorious of Love’ by ©DellaAnnaPhotography

Maria sculpture