Saint Eule (10/30/1955 / Shamokin, Pa)
A Holy Man Steps
A holy man goes where he is needed;
not where he is greeted.
A holy man is a dwelling place;
of flesh and bone, not mortar and stone.
A holy man has no need for war;
inner peace is behind the door.
A holy man cares not what he is called;
He only cares that he is called.
A holy man knows of suffering and shame;
but never holds anyone to blame.
A holy man cares not what tomorrow brings;
he lives in the present with very few things.
A holy man never claims- he is a holy man.
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