I See His Blood upon the Rose

 

I see His Blood upon the rose,  
And in the stars the glory of His eyes
His body gleams amid eternal snows,
His tears fall from the skies.  

I see His face in every flower;
The thunder and the singing of the birds
Are but His voice - and carven by his power
Rocks are His written words

       All pathways by His feet are worn,
         His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea;
         His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn;
         His cross is every tree.

 Joseph Mary Plunkett (1887-1916)

 Joseph was the author of many spiritual poems  He was executed by the British following the Irish Easter uprising 1916 (95 years ago),
 following his part in attempting to free his country from oppression. Just a few hours before his death he was married to his fiance
Grace Gifford in the Kilmainham Prison chapel pictured below.

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