Opus dei Poetica

Opus dei Poetica

A Poem by Robert Rittel

liturgical worship regarded as humankind's primary duty to God.



Afterlife station of poets in curfew time,

sphere to ponder and to refrain.

Owls memories every rhyme to be found,

dancing spirits in gestalt weaving the sound.

Butterflies and Bees pollinate the air,

intuition magic dust of wisdom fare.

Images in still reflecting the whole,

twilight enriches the soul in the soul.

Tempus nostra in spiritus Sanctus ignited,

imperishable wings of love united.

Golden words from the heart in depth,

to see inside the length of breath.

Amidst the lovers nothing to claim,

time in pulse of sensation tame.

The Creator hidden in his creation,

for every sense and its imagination.

© 2021 Robert Rittel

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Added on June 2, 2021
Last Updated on June 2, 2021
Tags: spiritual


Robert Rittel
Robert Rittel

Cape Town, Western Cape, South Africa

Robert grew up in a St. Franciscan orphanage at Maria Laach, where his schooling and talents created an apprenticeship to become a chef. Robert developed a great sense for textures and flavors with r.. more..