A Child is Born
Poem by Fr. Bonaventure Sauer, OCD.
Starting today, then, you, like us, must grow older, suppler, if you would,
Like shadowy spring, become a vine stooped under fat grapes.
Poem by Fr. Bonaventure Sauer, OCD.
Starting today, then, you, like us, must grow older, suppler, if you would,
Like shadowy spring, become a vine stooped under fat grapes.