Christ Plays in Ten Thousand Places

Gerald Manley Hopkins published this poem in 1967. I can sometimes be dense when I read poetry, but I was really able to connect with this one. Let me know what you think!

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stone ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’s
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
Selves – goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying “What I do is me: for that I came.”

I say more: the just man justices;
Keeps grace: that keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God’s eye what in God’s eye he is –
Christ. For Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of men’s faces.

{I found this poem in the introduction to Eugene Peterson’s book “Christ Plays in Ten Thousand Places – a fantastic read! I suggest it for any serious student of the Way!}

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