Manuscript (Poetry)

The text is rare, the parchment faintly stained,
protected under glass, where Latin flows
in faithful, copied lines, belief ingrained
and fervent where illumination glows

in golds and bloody reds and royal blues —
the decorated letters on each page
steal the eye’s attention — passion’s hues
invite the modern spirit to engage,

experience that light that reaches in —
pure love transmitted, beaming from such art —
the detail in its righteous discipline
and vibrant pigments glowing at its heart.

The words now barely legible, some find
translation’s hardly needed for what’s clear
is true devotion, shining — mind to mind —
enlightenment is illustrated here.