Not Rosaries Nor Missals – Hands Cupped – July 2015

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I do less I know
I travel more the spirit’s
paths than collect good deeds

I sit and think what
a sea my life has been
stretched between lands

under tempests or requited
as oil on hot days he was
above all looking down

pouring rain to add to me
when I felt deserted
hands cupped to

collect me

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2013-07-05 16.09.05

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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. The poems, about a spiritual journey, have the habit to pop up here, for a maximum count of seven, in July of each year. This one overlaps into August. The older poems of the collection can be found and read using the Search Window.

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