Praised Be

Praised Be

Praised be

The inspirational word

The sounding syllable


our inner ear.

Praised be

The bountiful vision

Of life as gift

A verdant valley

Of repose from harm.

Praised be

The light of morn

Crescent moon of night.

Praised be

The call to community

The welcoming faces

Gathered on the day.

Praised be

The rain and the sun

The wind behind our ears

And the birdsong

Among the trees.

Praised be

The ones we love

Who both hurt and heal us

With the sharing

Of our lives as one.

Praised be

Those human hurts

Hitting our hearts

By humbling us

To pour out our love.

Praised be

That love given away

Sent along roadways

Across seas and airways –

Whether they know –

It’s sent to their hearth.

Praised be

The gift of recollection

To ponder the paradox

Our lives put to us.

Praised be…

Simon C.J. Falk                       19 June 2015

In the Catholic Tradition that has long been my spiritual home, Pope Francis has recently published a circular letter, or encyclical, called Laudato si’ .  It relies on the spirituality of creation and of St. Francis of Assisi .  Francis, saw all life and the earth as gift: interconnected and all were his brothers and sisters.  Francis would often praise the goodness around him, even those things that may seem dark or painful.  The verse above is inspired by the life of Francis and of Laudato si’ (which I haven’t yet finished reading!).  This verse is a thankful drawing together of things and people I have recently encountered. 


Author: simonfalk28

Country lad, Focussing on verse.

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