St Francis of Assisi

Saint
Francis
of Assisi
gathered the birds
about him
and began to speak to them tenderly
God had given them air
wings
and trees
sing, he told them,
for song is the praise to God
from the hearts of his children.
October 5th is the Feast Day of Saint Francis of Assisi. No matter what your belief stucture, he is a crucial figure to western civilzation, indeed world culture, because of his huge love for the Creation and the Creator, preferring not to pick one or the other.

Enter the Chapel of Saint Franscis and complete a soothing guided imagery.
The idea of acknowledging St Franscis and his Feast Day came from Calm Eagle


hey, that’s my zaadz blog post! Surprised to see it here. Hemm….lovely place, this.
Your post was great Deborah and I have linked it here. Thanks for the inspiration. Saint Franscis is my favourite and we visited Assisi in 2001. It was idyllic and these images, which came from the Google Search you suggested, really speak to me.
Very nice representations of the saint. Fran
This is a truely beautiful entry. Like you I too feel that holy people like St Francis and all those wonderful, strong female mystics have meaning beyond the limitations beset to them by religious structures. One of the many things I hope to accomplish at the Abbey is a reclaiming of the female saints.
Ah! The world, my dear Watson, is not so very large. I came through Google to nab your picture of the good Saint to put at a Memorial for my friend Ayla’s sweet Zoe Dog who was shot and killed last night. How lovely the Abby is. I remember when the first stones were set.
Lemurian Abbey Song
Beautiful Francis alone on a hill
He heard the call to build
He worked alone in the winter chill
A pledge that must be fulfilled
Barefoot in the snow
He worked his fingers to the bone
The spirit dream must grow . . .
He bent to pile the stone
Sister Sun, My Sister Moon
You build with words not stone
Get me a cell and a line to the muse
You shall not build alone
©Edwina Peterson Cross
You maybe ought to have a word with Copyscape, I nabbed Saint Frances easier than the scum of a Louisiana swamp.