NOTHING HERE BELOW IS PROFANE FOR THOSE WHO KNOW HOW TO SEE. | Pierre Teilhard de Chardin SJ
Today the Catholic church celebrates the feast of Francis of Assisi. To celebrate this day I prayed with this poem early this morning. Walk with these simple verses through this day and let the spirit of Francis wash over you.
WHEN I RETURNED FROM ROME
A bird took flight. And a flower in a field whistled at me as I passed.
I drank from a stream of clear water. And at night the sky untied her hair and I fell asleep clutching a tress of God’s.
When I returned from Rome, all said to me, “Tell us the great news,”
and with great excitement, I did: “A flower in a field whistled, and at night the sky untied her hair and I fell asleep clutching a sacred tress …”