A couple of poems for this day both written by St. Francis of Assisi (as found in the book, Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West by Daniel Ladinsky):
Anyone Who Suffered
I
would not
leave this earth until God
promised
me
that my hands could always touch the face of
anyone who
suffered.
In His Sanity
If all the tenderness in this world could reflect
from my eyes, would you accept
that love?
If all
the forgiveness
the heavens have known could be offered
from one
face,
would you accept that
divine pardon?
In His sublime sanity -
every moment God offers
that to
us:
anything that might
comfort.
I
would not
leave this earth until God
promised
me
that my hands could always touch the face of
anyone who
suffered.
In His Sanity
If all the tenderness in this world could reflect
from my eyes, would you accept
that love?
If all
the forgiveness
the heavens have known could be offered
from one
face,
would you accept that
divine pardon?
In His sublime sanity -
every moment God offers
that to
us:
anything that might
comfort.
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