Little Flowers and Fiery Towers
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Little Flowers and Fiery Towers
There's so much joy in leaving this for that
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The following is an ontically impoverished poem drawn out of an ontological treasury of love and devotion to St. Joan of Arc and St. Thérèse of Lisieux, my saintly sisters and Heavenly guides.
Little Flowers and Fiery Towers
There's so much joy in leaving this for that
Exchanging mine for theirs by way of love
Like when I lost at life and fell quite flat
And Saint Thérèse danced by to pull me up
She did not come alone at all, by far
Her sister dear in heaven, Joan of Arc
Came too, to clean me up and be my friend
Affirming me as brother and as kin
Praise God! And too, the Virgin Mary sweet!
Our Mother sent these saintly souls to me
"Our household's never more to be apart"
And so, they flew to steal their brother's heart
This journey new is full with life and song!
And colors bright, astonishing, and strong
But I love most the gifts Our Lady sends
Thérèse and Joan as sisters and as friends!
Along the way with joy we sing and dance
The light of Christ so animates this land
These souls are bursting bright with life and power
In Christ a Little Flower, a Fiery Tower
Like little flowers and fiery towers! Please Lord!
In freedom, passion, happiness, and mirth!
There's so much joy in leaving this for that
Exchanging mine for theirs above the earth