Break, break the splitting cataracts
Send skin-sharp torrents to set free
Remold with Spirit-sinew mottled clay
Jarring-fiery Sinai-thunderous
The deep unseen core.
Hide me there upon the Rock
See me a revelry of particulate force
Lifting light, water, earth, and air
Across a timeless mist of song.
You, O God, who overflows my praise
Falling upon sun-spun life baptized
Fathomless One who fathoms me
To dance in the compass of Thy heart
Break, break the splitting cataracts!

Sarah at dVerse asks us for an ekphrastic poem, "to choose a picture, and let it inspire your words," with the picture being one by artist Fay Collins. Click on Mr. Linky and join in!
Nice line: “Fathomless One who fathoms me”
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Thank you so much, Frank. 🙂
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You really capture the power and energy so well here! Glorious!
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Thank you, Sarah! What a wonderful artist: thanks for the prompt and a chance to explore Fay’s art.
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nice imagery
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Thank you!
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yw. a most excellent post.
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This is exquisitely drawn! I love “Remold with Spirit-sinew mottled clay,” and the way in which you infuse so much energy into this poem. Wowww! 😍😍
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I’m so glad you liked it, Sanaa. Thank you so much for your generous comments. 💝💝
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An exuberant poem of praise to our powerful God!
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Amen. Thank you, Lynn!
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A thunderous set of words! How you matched the mood set by the image and gave reason behind the power, so well done…
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Ain, thank you so much!
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At first I saw this as a powerful pean to Nature, to the force of rushing water, and then seamlessly you connect with the Almighty who designed it; very clever.
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You’re very kind, thank you so much, Glenn.
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Psalm 42:7
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“Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me.”
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Those last three lines brought a sigh and a smile, I see the painting now in a whole new way, amazing write! ❣
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The painting being as amazing as it is, I appreciate your generous comment even more, Tricia, thank you!
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Wow! A powerful interpretation indeed! ‘Fathomless One who fathoms me
To dance in the compass of Thy heart’ Beautifully expressed Dora.
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I’m so grateful for your kind comments, Carol. Thank you!
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To dance in the compass of Thy heart…YES! Glory!
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Amen, Pat! He turns our mourning into dancing!
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Yes! Mourning to dancing! Glory to His Great Name!🙌🙌🙌
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Such an engaging exhalation! Wow Dora!
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Rob, I’m so glad you liked it! Thank you for commenting.
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I usually do not read “Christian” writers, but I love everything I’ve ever read here. This poem is wonderful. Gerald Manley Hopkins would be proud had he written it himself. Just marvelous.
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I’m overwhelmed by the comparison to Hopkins, so very generous of you, Shay, as he’s one of my favorites! Thank you. The truth is, I’m not conscious of writing Christian poetry per se, as my intention is not to preach. But if poetry is to be authentic, then let it be about expressing what’s felt and real to the poet. That’s art, and if it be to the glory of God, praise God!
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I meant, of course, GERARD Manley Hopkins. It was late and I’d been raking that day and was tired! 😉 And your poem absolutely merits the comparison, it’s amazing.
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No worries, I knew oh whom you spoke! And thank you again, Shay. 🌻🧡
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Very nicely done, Dora. This could have been called a Psalm of Dora! The interactions of life and nature and the Spirit of God all go so well together in your poem. Well done.
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Ah you know just what to say, Dwight, to make my day! Thank you so much. ❤️
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:>) You are so very welcome!
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oh – I like that: “a Psalm of Dora” – I’m with Dwight on this one ❤
Well, well, well done, Dora!
-David
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Awww, that makes me blush. Thank you, David. 🧡
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Thank you, David!
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I like the nod to Tennyson, with the infusion of Biblical imagery: as powerful as the waterfall itself. Another place I have been many times, it is tremendously moving to stand beneath that cataract.
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I appreciate so much your thoughtful comments, Ingrid, thank you so much. And I like envisioning you there, so that I can say to myself “Ingrid’s been there, in that very spot.” Brings the painting a little more to life and makes you a little more wonderfully “known.”
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What a lovely painting! I missed that one—the water force contrasted with the calm of lake water. Your words are full of nervous energy.
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It’s truly a beautiful painting and I love waterfalls.
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When I read it, before getting to the painting, I was thinking eye cataracts…
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How IS your eye doing?
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Thank you for remembering! Contrary to what the doctor said, it has carried on improving. First thing in the morning the only difference between the two eyes is that the cataract dims the light in the right eye. As long as I don’t have another episode of the thing I’ll be fine 🙂
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Well that’s great news!!! What a scary time you went through with the doctor’s misbegotten prognosis hanging over you. Keep improving, Jane.
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Thanks! At least I’m forewarned. It’s likely to recur (another auto-immune gem) and if/when it does I have to go straight to emergency. Fun times 🙂
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I have a different auto-immune issue with mine, with similar risks to eyesight. It’s a constant warfare.
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Once you have the marker, anything can happen…
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So it seems . . . .
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Wow, this is a beautiful write, Dora. I liked this line a lot:-
“Fathomless One who fathoms me”
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Thank you so much, Aishwarya! 😀
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You are welcome, Dora. 🙂
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“A timeless mist of song”–that’s just right. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe. I’m glad yo liked it. 🙂
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I love the imagery you spin!
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Thank you so much, Dana!
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I love the way you used nature to get to God… I grew up hearing the bible much more than I do these days… it reminded me of Psalm 23… especially that valley of the shadow of the death, my father used to read that during Christmas, which was about the only thing I remember.
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Oh Psalm 23 breathes in me when I’m wordless! Despite the fall’s corruption, God’s character shines through nature: perhaps this is why so much of literature that yearns after transcendence when immanence yields emptiness is infused with nature’s magnificience. Thank you so much for your thoughtful comments, Björn.
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totally divine imagery, your words echo the glory of Fay’s art!
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You’re beyond kind to say so, Kate. Thank you, dear!
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you’re most welcome Dora!
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Oh, Dora. This is such a heartfelt psalm. you opened with such gentle and cascade like how a waterfall does. these lines: You, O God, who overflows my praise
Falling upon sun-spun life baptized: so powerful and the play on fathomless and fathom is genius. Blessings to you.
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Glad you liked it. Thanks so much, Rosemarie, and many blessings to you and yours!
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Love this! Is there a play on words with cataracts? I took it first as a spiritual blindness…and God opening our eyes
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Someone else did too, but the pun wasn’t intentional. If it works, I’ll go with it! 🙂 Originally, I saw the opening as the Spirit’s sanctifying work in the heart of the believer, remolding us into Christ-likeness. But to do that He must also open our eyes to our need, give us a clearer vision of the glory of Christ. So the double-meaning works!
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Nice!! Providential!
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Reflecting the amazing painting(which I had not seen enlarged–my goodness, it’s lovely!) this reads for me as a poem of nature’s beauty, power and glory, and of the love of the Divine, whatever it may mean to each of us, made manifest. Not a believer in Christianity myself, but I respect the heart that can find faith, and as Shay says, your poetry is bigger than that and always rewarding to read.
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Thank you so much, Joy, you’re so aptly named, my friend. 😀 What a gift of joy to find the Divine in nature in this day of materialism run rampant! If my poem strikes that chord with you, then we are sharing in that same exuberance and I thank you for your so-generous comments which are beyond kindness itself. 🕊🧡🧡🧡
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The love of the unknown mover, wonderful.
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Hallelujah!
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Dora, your verses capture the mystery of our Lord. Sometimes we are unable to totally fathom His purpose.
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It is enough that He knows us and is able to keep us. Thank you, Richard.
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Your words flow with the power of a waterfall, Dora. Such a beautiful torrent of words and sounds.
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Such kind words, thank you, Merril.
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