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Lawrence Hall 2d
A Shepherd's Path from La Salette
Lawrence Hall
Mhall46184@aol.com
Dispatches for the Colonial Office


                 A Shepherdโ€™s Path from the Mountain of La Salette

            For a good and kindly priest who is being transferred
                              after forty years of faithful service


                   The old order changeth, yielding place to new

                                -Tennyson, Idylls of the King


We donโ€™t know if the cart drivers have stopped swearing
Or if the potato crops are doing well this year
Or if the rocks have indeed become wheat
Or if everyone prays an Ave each day

We donโ€™t know if the Field of Coin still flourishes
Or if the people of Corps faithfully attend Mass
Or if barefoot boys and girls still herd sheep
Or if they listen, as did Melanie and Maximin

But we do know that Our Lady of La Salette
To care for us through our pilgrimage in time
In a land far from that holy mountain
Has blessed us with Her most faithful missionary

Through the ordinal cycles of seasons and feasts
He served the Table in the Name of the Lord
He baptized us, taught us, confirmed us, confessed us
Married us, anointed us, and buried our dead

Through blessed years and tears and nights and days โ€“
But now to the Will of God
We surrender him with thanks and prayers and praise


                         And God fulfils Himself in many ways

                                                   -Tennyson
Notre Dame de La Salette, Our Lady of La Salette, Missionaries of La Salette, and, lurking in the background, a high-ranking ecclesiastic who isn't very nice to priests who actually work hard and serve the people
Give and take

Strictly business

Giving and receiving

Love? Maybe.
heaven must be big there is always space
when our time has come our maker we must face
all around the world people die each day
they always find a place for all of us to stay

maybe there is twoย ย one that we dont know
we will see one day when its time to go
is there really heaven in the sky so blue
is there really space for every me and you

is it just a myth something we  read about
something we believe that leaves your mind in doubt
JDK 9m
Paint with red creation
white skin tightened grip
She's grown too sharp with patience
a ***** to let it in

Come on if you please.
Stay here if you need.
Pray on bended knees.
(I'll say the rest is due.)

The good men all are taken
they've taken 'til it's gone.
Sordid imagination,
Is this the man you want?

Come on if you please.
Stay here if you need.
Pray on bended knees.
I'll say the rest is due.
Mark Rothko said it was always with him
No skull and crossbones needed
As through the canvas
You go swimming
He cared not for
Narrative
Or subtext
And such
Just how it made
You feel
Down deep
In your guts
The terror
The love
Overwhelming weight
That of history
And suffering
Belonging
And hate
Like smudged details of the universe
Doors without locks
A place to put messages
A cosmic letterbox.
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