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Tuesday, December 28, 2021

‘An Enchanted World’

 

We see the trees as broad acres of biomass

Waiting to be transformed into combustion gas

To feed our gnawing hunger for ease and pleasure.

 

Colman sought the forest for quite other reasons,

To make it a place of prayer through all seasons,

Where asceticism yields the fruit of rapture.

 

The leaves were heavy with the dew of his petitions.

The tears that fell from his eyes during prostrations

Cleansed his body, his soul, and the soil of the earth.

 

Rooster’s crow and mouse’s pad helped him keep the time.

A fly showed him in his books where to start the line.

An angel brought a Pascal meal to fill his dearth.

 

The stones of his cave and churches are warm with Grace.

The waters of sacred springs heal the human race.

The sun and wind were glad to greet him in Galway.

 

Economic man sees a dead world to plunder.

The abodes of the holy are full of wonder.

Kilmacduagh, give to us second sight, we pray!

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An account of St Colman Kilmacduagh’s life may be read here:

https://orthochristian.com/75046.html

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Holy Ælfred the Great, King of England, South Patron, pray for us sinners at the Souð, unworthy though we are!

Anathema to the Union!

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