O Light Invisible

O Light Invisible, we praise Thee!
Too bright for mortal vision.
O Greater Light, we praise Thee for the less;
The eastern light our spires touch at morning,
The light that slants upon our western doors at evening,
The twilight over stagnant pools at batflight,
Moon light and start light, owl and moth light,
Glow-worm glowlight on a grassblade.
O Light Invisible, we worship Thee!

– T. S. Eliot, “Two Choruses from ‘The Rock,’” The Waste Land and Other Poems

Starting on January 12, 2021, Santa Sabina Center’s will offer an online series on the poetry of T.S. Eliot with Kayleen Asbo. To learn more and/or register for our online retreats and offerings, please go to: http://www.santasabinacenter.org/retreats-page