When Reading About St. Francis of Assisi

When reading about St. Francis of  Assisi, my patron saint …

Saint Francis

St. Francis of Assisi

When Reading About St. Francis of Assisi

It was my anger that led me to you,

through anger, love as if a flower grew.

I. Work

I have been pulling weeds for a week now

reminds me of my youth digging ditches

for the local utility snitches

by lunch embracing a noontime Tao.

 

A desert stretches out from the highway

my hangover makes the pain doable

as I walk in Sagebrush hauling cable

to know this path is my path to the way.

 

I will get this lot cleared out by next week,

though sober now sun relentlessly pounds

upon my skin as I work the land.

Through my labor I let my spirit speak

along with the beat of Cicada sounds

my shovel moves through earth as I have planned.

II. Home

Once St. Francis walked along this path too,

the time of life to choose between despair

or integrity, ourselves lying bare,

our callous hands press wounds that we once knew.

 

When St. Francis stood amongst the many

he looked upon the poor as wretched lots

these sadly clad and lazy rotten sots

a wasted mind searching for a penny.

 

Though now I labor as if I was young,

to clear the ground, create a living space,

I contemplate my patron saint through sweat.

Whether I am still my song is being sung

by birds who notice my building of place,

a place where I and nature now have met.

III. Life

To find that beauty is reality

we hold our complicated lives to test

we struggle to ensure we are the best,

yet, beauty Francis saw in poverty.

 

I realize this lifetimes work is real

as real as birds who nest to raise their kin,

or trying to capitalize in sin,

the faith that God will provide my next meal.

 

This story really is a love affair

of bravery to love all of the world

that God created, all of this beauty.

To walk through thickened thorns without a care

and listen to birdsong as its unfurled

through love, my work becomes sacred duty.

~

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My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website simplepoetics.weebly.com. The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

5 thoughts on “When Reading About St. Francis of Assisi

  • November 23, 2019 at 10:14 PM
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    Jamie, the spiritual connections between you, St. Francis, nature, the land, the labor, and God comes through strong and steady within this poem. This is a peaceful and enjoyable read. Well done, my friend.

  • November 24, 2019 at 3:42 AM
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    I echo Phyllis’s comment. If we do everything in love and see the beauty in all we can never go wrong. Good work, Jamie.

  • November 24, 2019 at 5:56 AM
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    I also echo Phyllis comment – if only everyone could see the world in this light we all would be better off. Nice work Jamie.

  • December 1, 2019 at 5:36 AM
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    I’d have to agree with everyone here. It is too bad we do not have more people like this to surround ourselves with. I think you’ve done St. Francis justice here Jamie. Nice work.

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