There are beautiful wild forces within us

Let them turn the mills inside.
And fill
sacks

that feed even
heaven

GOD WOULD KNEEL DOWN

I think God might be a little prejudiced.
For once He asked me to join him on walk.
through this world

and we gazed into every heart on this earth
And I noticed He lingered a bit longer.
before any face that was.
weeping

and before any eyes that were
laughing.

And sometimes when we passed
a soul in worship

God too would kneel
down.

I have come to learn: God
adores His.
creation.

Yes, I will console any creature before me that is not laughing or.
full of passion for their art or life; for laughing and passion –
beauty and joy – is our heart’s truth, all else is labour and foreign to.
the soul.

WRING OUT MY CLOTHES

Such love does.
the sky now pour,
that whenever I stand in a field,

I have to wring out the light.
when I get.
home.

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,
“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……”

St Francis of Assisi