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Psalm One

October 15, 2019

Half-uncial script
letters almost as tall as my thumb
the same thumb that drew a Cross
with Holy Water
on an infant’s forehead this morning.
As our Savior wrote that blessing
I was His pen

This fine quill
still has every fiber in its
charcoal gray and black hawk feather
although Father Benedict fashioned it
sixty years ago.
Nightly I tuck it into an ash-wood box
softened with wool

A silver blade
slices a sliver from the pinion’s end
to form a new nib
someday the shaft will be too short
to hold ink.
Like my body this pen will die
but not its words

Goat vellum
trips my hand where the goat’s hair grew
the word Dominus spatters over Diabolus
on the line above.
I smile to see Lord subduing Devil
then with the blade I scrape off
the imperfection

Pounded gold
thinner than skin to beautify the text
to glorify our God.
I cut the foil to fit the first letter
of the First Psalm
B for Beatus
blessed, like me

Published October 5, 2019 on the Ancient Paths Facebook page.

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