When the suffering sound
of others' tears
falls into chaliced ears..
he alchemized
them into cheer
**
Footnote:
The French priest known as the Cure of Ars... his confessional had no judgment, no harsh criticism, only a compassionate reminder that God is Perfect Infinite Love. He often spent 12 hours a day listening and healing, though his preference was solitude.
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