Father Andy Davy, MIC, pastor of St. Mary Parish in Plano, Illinois, also writes poetry. Here, we share some of his work and his commentaries on that work in the latest installment of a series.
Guadalupe
Close by can a rose be smelled.
Close by could her fragrance fell
the dragoned innards of the soul,
That clutch the latch and bolt the hole.
The Basilisk smiles
his eye piercing gaze,
Controlling the senses,
Slaying with malaise.
And freeze the man
In passion and strife,
Quetzalcoatl has divided family life!
No longer close
to his neighbor’s glory,
The family is detached,
And has lost much of its story.
And now as her members
Dismember the body,
Roses thus separated,
Now too far to worry.
But within the December of that Mountain of Tepeyac,
several Castilian roses stir, and seem to come back.
Roses once divided are now
in proximity provided
A chance to share their smell.
For when Guadalupe’s mantle has fallen upon the earth,
Covered fragrance will one day fell,
that feathered slithered mirth.
Father Andy writes, "Quetzalcoatl was the Aztec deity who was depicted in the form of a feathered serpent. Guadalupe was translated by the indigenous people of Mexico as “she who crushes Quetzalcoatl.” 'Basilisk' refers to a mythical dragon whose eyes could turn a man to stone. This poem speaks of the story of Our Lady of Guadalupe, as well as the healing she brings to the scattered family of God."
Photo by Emmanuel Acua on Unsplash.
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