Virgin of the Rocks

At the apex of the pyramid sits the virgin or
Madonna whose hand is raised, palm down
Over the head of the infant John forming
A horizontal line as if completing an invisible cross
The child’s right arm raised in benediction gesture

Oh, the Mother of grace, the pass is difficult,
Hard are these rocks, and the mystifying souls
Throng it like echoes, blind throbbing felt
Thy name, O Lord, each spirit's voice extols,
Peace in the dark avenue things bitter occult


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**Based on Leonardo da Vinci (1483) - Virgin of the Rocks**
 
January 15, 2015

artekphrasis

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