By Lawrence Hall
Word Count: 90
Rating: G
Summary: A contemplation on the life of a saint.
Saint Seraphim among the birch trees, bent
In penitential pain – O pray for us
A thousand souls depending on your peace
And then a thousand more for each, and more
Saint Seraphim among the birch trees, bent
And leaning on your axe-stave now become
Your staff of office among foxes and bears
Please consecrate in us your Spirit of love
Saint Seraphim among the birch trees, bent –
Dear friend of penitents, dear Heaven-sent
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