When a metaphor on blessed wings <br />flies to the heart like Mary’s dove <br /> <br />or when you seek it, you grimed with earth, <br />in the darkest places of the heart <br /> <br />still you must examine it with a surgeon’s skill; <br />probe; bleed; question; diagnose <br /> <br />before you ask of it, consent <br />to grace your magnificat.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-grace-of-metaphor/
