Come On, We’ve Got At Least A Day: Let’s Walk South Til We Get There

St. Francis of Assisi, after a day of walking far and then even farther asking for alms, came through the forest at last to the giant rocks at the edge of a stream.

The little saint said he would be selfish and take the best table in the whole room, that he would sit at the rock table and eat the rough bread the villagers had given him…

and then he would take the best water in the whole place to drink… and he scooped up the bounding water with both hands. Oh, it was so cold and good.

And after, Francis smiled to his faithful companion, saying, Who says the road weary must live in palaces in order to be provided the finest of everything?

So may it be for you.
So may it be for me.
So may it be for all of us.
–cpe

8 Responses to “Come On, We’ve Got At Least A Day: Let’s Walk South Til We Get There”

1. JSpencer says:

   May 23, 2008 at 11:45 pm

   Nice departure from politics… visually and lyrically. Reminds me of a conversation I was having with a friend today about our relative incomes. I mentioned that I probably live close to what is considered the poverty line by today's standards, yet I want for so little – materially or spiritually. I think most of us in the USA could stand to learn something from St. Francis.
2. SteveK says:

   May 23, 2008 at 11:56 pm

   Once again… Thank you dr. e. And good for you JSpencer, for both your appreciation of the good doctors words and your chosen lifestyle.

   ROAD LESS TRAVELED

   Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
   And sorry I could not travel both
   And be one traveler, long I stood
   And looked down one as far as I could
   To where it bent in the undergrowth

   Then took the other as just as fair
   And having perhaps the better claim
   Because it was grassy and wanted wear
   Though as for that, the passing there
   Had worn them really about the same

   And both that morning equally lay
   In leaves no step had trodden black
   Oh, I kept the first for another day!
   Yet, knowing how way leads onto way
   I doubted if I should ever come back

   I shall be telling this with a sigh
   Somewhere ages and ages hence
   Two roads diverged in a wood
   And I took the one less traveled by
   And that has made all the difference

   Robert Frost
3. StockBoySF says:

   May 24, 2008 at 2:39 am

   dr.e., JSpencer and Steve- thanks for the comments which allow a “break” from the usual discussions. It's always a pleasure to let the mind travel other paths.
4. archangel says:

   May 24, 2008 at 2:40 am

   oh gosh, dear Steve K, thank y ou so much and thank you for that prayer, I mean, poem. That one is one of the great beauties of the world. “In leaves no step had trodden black,” what a reminder to go the different way.

   And dear JSpencer, thank you also for recognising 'the gentle saint' in everyone. Choices there too; that's said in SteveK's Frost prayer, I mean, poem.

   dr.e
5. archangel says:

   May 24, 2008 at 2:45 am

   StockBoySF, I see your comments on other posts and am always glad to see you are also taking your very own pathway too

   dr.e
6. shaun says:

   May 24, 2008 at 6:07 am

   Amen.
7. deb says:

   May 24, 2008 at 10:00 am

   Thanks, Dr. E., for adding peaceful photos now and then. I know it helps me stop and take a deep breath and relax for a moment.
8. StockBoySF says:

   May 24, 2008 at 7:24 pm

   dr.e, thanks!