Notes of a Young Seminarian ~ 1947

                                    Notre Dame, Indiana     Mark Cashore

I felt comfortable

near pendulums of time

wheezing in clocks,

counting strokes

from the steeple

across the lake,

and would lie there thinking

how tidy days

could pass on wings

through quiet rooms

of scheduled order.

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Notes of a Young Seminarian ~ 1947

They taught us to walk

with our heads down

so as to keep our thoughts

fixed on You,

which we duly practiced;

not because of the rule,

but solely because 

we wanted You.

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Notes of a Young Seminarian ~ 1947

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You said things to us
in silence
that fell into deep furrows
of understanding.
So changed were we
that only on reading
about Francis
did we begin to fathom
what had happened to us

 

Notes of a Young Seminarian ~ 1947

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Who ever counted 

our myriad passages

through silent confines

of corridors and halls

in ordered rhythmic traffic

on porous yellow tiles?

                                                   

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And all during those years

minutes were being measured

diligently

by the onlooking clock

in low swinging arcs

there on that wall

where all our corridors met.

Notes of a Young Seminarian ~ 1947

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We had all the order

of the Parthenon

within those walls,

for You hewed

into our dimensions

the pillars

of Your presence.

How could we have ever seen

that our poor yellow bricks

were crumbling?