I am honoured to recommend for your prayerful reading, a poetical meditation by our dear friend, Susan Fox:
THE BELOVED
Written in the Alps, 1973, Grenoble, France
by Susan FoxHe comes with leaves,drops brown and cracklingonto pavement,shrieks cold and sharpthrough the city;He rises and dies.Have you heard therustling from the mountains?Can you see Hisautumn red slashed across the hills?Rain sweet and fresh, He tastes of morning....
The complete poem may be read here.
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