Pope Francis is calling on all Catholics to pray the rosary today. To help with that, here is a sonnet sequence for your meditation on the Luminous Mysteries.
“The First Luminous Mystery”
Water rushed by, the Light of the Sun reflected,
Light, and water, and the descent of the dove,
And a voice, a thunderous voice, which echoed above,
For God had come in form and place unexpected.
He hallowed the waters before he was rejected.
John buried Christ and brought him up resplendent.
The waters changed that day, were filled with love.
He cleansed the waters, which cleanse us and reprove,
He washed the waters on which we are dependent.
Every drink I take, and every time I wash,
The hallowed water enters into my life.
It doesn’t matter that I’m made from ash.
He hallowed dust, just as he hallowed strife.
This hallowed water brings me to the hallowing Christ.
“The Second Luminous Mystery”
“They’re out of wine,” his mother said to him.
“Woman, what has that to do with me?”
But water comes again, to make us see.
“Do what he says,” as she draws the servants in.
“Draw the water, fill the cups to the brim.”
By his desire for festive joy, for free
He gave the gift of wine. Matrimony
And all other celebrations are blessed from within.
So I now sip my glass of red, a cabernet
Or Pinot Noir. And I participate
In that wedding feast, the one which called ahead,
To the paschal feast on that fateful Lenten day.
So I have drunk his blood in wine, and I ate
His flesh under the guise of humble bread.
“The Third Luminous Mystery”
From mountainside, from boats and beaches the cry
Is heard of Kingdom come, of God among us.
In synagogues, he reads the scrolls about why
The servant came to set the captive, us,
Free. To cheer the poor, raise up the lowly,
And as his Mother said to Elizabeth,
He came to cast down from their throne the mighty.
This was his message, he would not take a breath
Until lifted up he take his last, the final
Breath, these words his final homily:
“Into your hands, I commend my spirit, all
Is done.” But we still need help, need eyes to see.
“The Fourth Luminous Mystery”
Taboric light, shekinah mist unveils
The Truth, the hidden Light behind the Shadow.
The dull becomes radiant, and holy blows
The wind. The three men continue to tell their tale.
Moses and Elijah prep the Holy Grail.
Peter sees and kneels and bends and bows
While James and John sit silent, Peter knows
Not what to say, his understanding fails.
The Light and mist return from whence they come,
Only to find their way back to the earth.
For Christ and Spirit dwell inside us all,
And he united all things from our home
To his unapproachable divinity, our worth
Refreshed with light and life from one eternal.
“The Fifth Luminous Mystery”
He lifts himself when lifting up the bread,
And in the cup of wine they drink his blood.
He presents himself to us just as should
Because he is alive who once was dead.
With the whole of Christ we are wholly fed,
And are consumed by this our holy food.
We become what we eat, and this is good
For we are washed by his flesh and the blood he bled.
But how do I live this all consuming life?
And how is it the substance is transformed?
And how could he join to our humanity?
Consumed I no longer live for sin and strife,
But am transfigured by the one who performed
The final task. I in him and he in me