A Moment Aside --- 4 October 2021
ENID DENNIS
When I am old
and tutored by
The grim experience of days;
When I have proved men in their ways,
Oh, do not let the dreamer die.
When I have
learned aside to toss
The foolish things that wise men hate,
Lest Littleness should hold me great,
Be mine the folly of the Cross.
When comes
detachment's strength to me,
Let mine the weakness be that wept
O'er Lazarus' grave and kept
Three comrades in Gethsemane.
When head
bids heart herself forget,
When Reason's lure would love deceive,
May my poor foolish heart achieve
A few life-giving blunders yet.
When I have
grown too sane, too sad,
To join the angels' faerie ring
And serve the playtime of the King,
Then, Sweet Saint Francis, make me mad.
October 3 is the festival
of Francis of Assisi and it is a special day for me. I don’t take the day off
or anything like that. I remember the roots of my spiritual journey and the
signposts I’ve seen along the way.
I found this poem may
years ago and it speaks to my heart and spirit. It reminds me of what I’d
wanted to be and still wish to be, despite any and all changed circumstances.
When I have grown too sane, too sad,
To join the angels' faerie ring
And serve the playtime of the King,
Then, Sweet Saint Francis, make me mad.
Pax et Bonum! (Peace and all good!)
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