Poem February 1, 2021 ISSUE

Not neglecting my thoughts

Béatrice Labarthe

At this moment,where are my thoughts:in a “far country,” 1 in a “fiery furnace” 2 ?Then an angel shouts, Catch them, bring them home. Your heavenly Mother, always ready to console, takes care of them all. My self-enclosed mind opens wideto the warmthof Her embrace.

At this moment,how are my thoughts: wise and fresh, brave and bold, in love and purity clothed?Then an angel whispers, Let them soar with healing grace. Christ will find amazing waysto have them meet the heart’s great needs both far and near.

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