To hear what sirens was Jesus Christ
nailed to a tree, unable to move?
To what treacherous love
was the world near?
The ears of all its other crew required no wax
to seal them to that singing
only his to hear.
Under Sail
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"Five years have passed since I visited this place with my dear brothers Bartholomew and Ieronymos. After all this time, we see that little has changed with regard to the issue of migration."
My father shaped my concept of God, and Ignatian prayer brought me closer to my father and Christ.
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