Saturday, January 30, 2016

Rosy-fingered dawn

The dawn now spreads its rosy dew
Hymn, Saturday Lauds
Benedictine Daily Prayer

We have had several days of bone-chilling cold and rain – down to the high-forties and only up to the mid-sixties.

But this morning dawned with promises of sun and warmth.

As I stopped to take some photos I recalled my Greek classes in high school, where we learned Greek starting with Homer. Homer, in the Odyssey, sings of ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς, the rosy-fingered dawn – and so it was.

Later the rising sun shone on the western hills and highlighted a bird chirping in a tree outside the house.

A great day to remind me of the hope that God gives us, even in the face of pain and suffering.


Here's the full quote from the Odyssey which appears several times, including the first line of Book II:
μος δ᾽ ἠριγενεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος ώς
When the early born one, the rosy-fingered dawn appeared,

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