Who is this coming like the dawn,
Fair as the moon, bright as the sun,
Majestic as bannered troops? (6:10)
Your eyes behind your veil are doves.
Your hair is like a flock of goats,
Streaming down the heights of Gilead. (4:1)
Your cheeks look lovely between pendants,
Your neck beautiful with strings of beads.
We will make you earrings of gold
And necklaces of silver. (1:10-11)
You nose is like the cedars of Lebanon (7:4)
Your lips are like threaded scarlet;
Your voice is enchanting. (4:3)
Your hands are dripping with myrrh (5:5)
How beautiful you are,
How lovely,
My beloved,
In your delights! (7:7)
Our topic for this month is Chastity.
So far, the most precious, most needed, most challenging of the virtues.
According to his biographers, Don Bosco preserved his Baptismal Innocence – no traces of impurity, unchastity, immodesty. In fact, he abhors such topics, even over conversations.
I put together this poem from our conference inputs from Fr. Nioret. He takes his notes from the Introduction to the Devout Life by St. Francis of Sales – one of the principal patrons of the Salesian Society. St. Francis writes about this particular woman: an exemplar of Purity as she is described ever so beautifully in the Song of Songs of King Solomon. The perfect Lover and Bride.
Her eyes are like doves, on account of their clearness.
Her ears bejeweled with gold, an allusion to the pureness of fire-tried gold.
Her nose, like the cedars, an incorruptible wood traditionally used to build the Temple.
Her lips, a red ribbon, a sign of modesty in words.
Her hands dripping with myrrh, a liquid that preserves from corruption.
Such should be the pure and devout soul: my soul, and each soul who wants to be beautiful and splendorous so as to be able to follow Christ. A chaste, clean and pure soul, glorious in an earthly body!
Fair as the moon, bright as the sun,
Majestic as bannered troops? (6:10)
Your eyes behind your veil are doves.
Your hair is like a flock of goats,
Streaming down the heights of Gilead. (4:1)
Your cheeks look lovely between pendants,
Your neck beautiful with strings of beads.
We will make you earrings of gold
And necklaces of silver. (1:10-11)
You nose is like the cedars of Lebanon (7:4)
Your lips are like threaded scarlet;
Your voice is enchanting. (4:3)
Your hands are dripping with myrrh (5:5)
How beautiful you are,
How lovely,
My beloved,
In your delights! (7:7)
Our topic for this month is Chastity.
So far, the most precious, most needed, most challenging of the virtues.
According to his biographers, Don Bosco preserved his Baptismal Innocence – no traces of impurity, unchastity, immodesty. In fact, he abhors such topics, even over conversations.
I put together this poem from our conference inputs from Fr. Nioret. He takes his notes from the Introduction to the Devout Life by St. Francis of Sales – one of the principal patrons of the Salesian Society. St. Francis writes about this particular woman: an exemplar of Purity as she is described ever so beautifully in the Song of Songs of King Solomon. The perfect Lover and Bride.
Her eyes are like doves, on account of their clearness.
Her ears bejeweled with gold, an allusion to the pureness of fire-tried gold.
Her nose, like the cedars, an incorruptible wood traditionally used to build the Temple.
Her lips, a red ribbon, a sign of modesty in words.
Her hands dripping with myrrh, a liquid that preserves from corruption.
Such should be the pure and devout soul: my soul, and each soul who wants to be beautiful and splendorous so as to be able to follow Christ. A chaste, clean and pure soul, glorious in an earthly body!
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