O Star, O Flame, O Mighty Wind

Here follows a poem I wrote over two years ago, inspired by the following passage from the Diary of St. Faustina. I have edited the poem only a little, and left it in its simplicity, for I knew almost as little then of poetry as I do now. April 4, 1937. Low Sunday; that is,Continue reading “O Star, O Flame, O Mighty Wind”