Summon Poem by rosalinda flores rosevoc

Rigid and unpredictable, I

could not halt the teaching

to please St Francis and the Saints.

Scholars to the light

even the clouds turned

faultless and the skies flushed.

My stubbornness could not

break the call. I break the rules

for what could ensue. Instead,

you prod me all the time.  All

the time… And now, endlessly

I find myself, teaching about God.

For Frt Cesar. For Vocations

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