ALL BUT WISDOM

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Kerichosburg

The city of Eden, dare I say!

Has got it all, but this….

She’s got the taverns and the temples

She’s got the varsities and vast teas

She’s got the inns and sumptuous blini

She’s got churches charging with moral rectitude

She’s got industries and commerce, all diverse

She’s got castles, penitentiaries and phrontisteries

 

Kerichosburg

The city of Eden, dare I say!

Has got it all but this ….

Amidst the tea lakes, green meadows

Remains surmountable for it lacks the seat

The fair Lady of wisdom, the morning star

Wields not the sceptre yet.

All but this.

 

Kerichosburg

Comes the fair Mother, by day and by night.

For the fair charmer, the prelate, the Colonel,

Makes her room within the Polis’ heart.

Wherein wisdom will flow, shaping leaders

Wherein wisdom will spew appealing to the heart

Wherein discernment will flow, sowing peace in people’s hearts.

From where bells of Angelus shall ring!

Awakening the city to prayers.

 

Kerichosburg

Shall spark with the unnerving mark.

How lovely are the feet of him bringing good news.

May hands give, and words bless

May glances meet in knowing generosity

May feet raise dust as the throngs of Kerichosburg

Rally behind their alluring bishop

And make his ambition consummate.

Let the Queen sit in her Seat of Wisdom.

And reign over Kerichosburg

All but this should we gift him,

She willgift us in turn.  

 

By Sr.Esther Koros, OSF

 

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