why am i posting so much?
Hmmm...I found this poem by Oscar Wilde today and I thought it was really interesting for two reasons. One, it's really beautiful. Two, Oscar Wilde never struck me as a religious man. Did anyone else know that he converted to Catholicism on his death bed?
A Broken Heart
…And thus we rust Life’s iron chain
Degraded and alone:
And some men curse, and some men weep,
And some men make no moan:
But God’s eternal Laws are kind
And break the heart of stone.
And every human heart that breaks,
In prison-cell or yard,
Is as that broken box that gave
Its treasure to the Lord,
And filled the unclean leper’s house
With the scent of costliest nard.
Ah! happy those whose hearts can break
And peace of pardon win!
How else may man make straight his plan
And cleanse his soul from Sin?
How else but through a broken heart
May Lord Christ enter in?
-Oscar Wilde, Lines from the 'The Ballad of Reading Gaol'
p.s. Laura brought home Brooklyn. God bless her. heh.
A Broken Heart
…And thus we rust Life’s iron chain
Degraded and alone:
And some men curse, and some men weep,
And some men make no moan:
But God’s eternal Laws are kind
And break the heart of stone.
And every human heart that breaks,
In prison-cell or yard,
Is as that broken box that gave
Its treasure to the Lord,
And filled the unclean leper’s house
With the scent of costliest nard.
Ah! happy those whose hearts can break
And peace of pardon win!
How else may man make straight his plan
And cleanse his soul from Sin?
How else but through a broken heart
May Lord Christ enter in?
-Oscar Wilde, Lines from the 'The Ballad of Reading Gaol'
p.s. Laura brought home Brooklyn. God bless her. heh.