Where is God
This is a new author that I stumbled upon in Catholic Social Media, and I have found his message refreshing. These robed Franciscans are a powerful force in our world, come take a look at his message.
The last words of this video are the most haunting and joyful, no matter where you are right now, God is speaking and crying out, will you take the time to listen.
The last words of this video are the most haunting and joyful, no matter where you are right now, God is speaking and crying out, will you take the time to listen.
I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise
by Diane Seusswith
the milkweeds splitting at the seams emancipating their seeds
that were once packed in their pods
like the wings and hollow bones
of a damp bird held too tightly in a green hand.
And the giant jade
moths stuck to the screen door as if glued there.
And the gold fields
and stone silos and the fugitive cows known for escaping their borders.
I have lived in a painting called Paradise, and even the bad parts
were beautiful.
There are fields of needles arranged into flowers,
their sharp ends meeting at the center,
and from a distance the fields
full of needle flowers look blue from their silver reflecting the sky,
or white lilies if the day is overcast,
and there in the distance is a meadow
by Diane Seusswith
the milkweeds splitting at the seams emancipating their seeds
that were once packed in their pods
like the wings and hollow bones
of a damp bird held too tightly in a green hand.
And the giant jade
moths stuck to the screen door as if glued there.
And the gold fields
and stone silos and the fugitive cows known for escaping their borders.
I have lived in a painting called Paradise, and even the bad parts
were beautiful.
There are fields of needles arranged into flowers,
their sharp ends meeting at the center,
and from a distance the fields
full of needle flowers look blue from their silver reflecting the sky,
or white lilies if the day is overcast,
and there in the distance is a meadow
