Smells of Good Food

Truth never frightens.

I remember once walking out in the winter
to greet my father as he returned from work.

He was a little late that night
and I waited by a street corner near our house.

The cold can enliven thanks, my wool coat
became a sacred robe, how happy I felt to be alive.

I waited in a world of magic, smells of good food,

the street lamps, the smoke coming from chimneys, the candles burning in windows,
the snow.

Angels feasted, as I did, on existence and God kept saying
“Have more of what I made.”

I saw him coming. We ran into each other’s arms
and he lifted me as he so often had—
twirled me through the air,
his hands Again Daddybeneath
my arms.

That is what the Truth does:
lifts and lets us
fly.

—St. Catherine of Siena

 

Posted by | Paul Reynolds

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