. A moment To glide . While the wind's Favourable . And the air Is free . Like Joy . Sensation Spontaneity. .
~ Born to perceive uniquely . Our words express obliquely . Our journeying soul . Though incompletely. .
~ Fired with desire by humility refusing to exult in the world ~ Tormenting himself in seclusion with groanings for God ~ Hungry, thirsty, afflicted with weeping ~ In the wood he cried for his Lord and cooed like a dove in his praise. ~ Inspired by 'The Little Flowers of St. Francis' ~
. It does not matter What you think . Or what You feel . Life has meaning Life is real. .
~ On the verge Of revelation I stood~ Heart dancing Awaiting the call ~ Which whispered “Wait, be patient…” ~ And silently I lingered.” ~
~ The journey Is hard: ~ Jagged falls The endless, hopeless plains ~ Demonic confrontation Wild torrents of passion ~ Encounters with beasts hungry for your destruction ~ And you must wait Long enough ~ For your wings to form To fly ~ To the citadel Of salvation. ~
. To one praying In the wood . The word of God Came . Louder than The human voice . The other saw deeper Into Christ . Through His tears . Than forests Of theologians. . Inspired by 'The Little Flowers of St. Francis' .
. Giving away Everything . To follow A beggar . Is a risky Move . Being left With nothing . Brought him Into . The full Possession . Of the riches Of God. . Inspired by the life of St. Francis of Assisi .
. On the top Of the mountain One throned in light . All beautiful All powerful Glorious in sight . And sparks flew Around him So sweet and so bright . The love Of the holy one With passion and might. . Inspired by a vision described by Hildegard of Bingen .
~ Embrace poverty,persecution and prayer ~ Draw disciplesbeyond yourself ~ MirrorYour saviour ~ Jesus Christyour Lord. Inspired by a story about St. Francis of Assisi. The painting below is by Giotto (illustrating a separate story): St. Francis Preaching to the Birds