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Master, I would like to see that mountain again

Remember the old happy days
But nowadays really a catastrophe
As I haven’t seen a bird, butterfly
or a flower at all.
Someone has snatched my precious spring.
Living with a life’s almost a threat
And I know the life is so short,
But there is little more time to live.
So, please blow me few air to my lonely bedroom
Hardly I could breathe through my shattered windows
That goes into my defeated lungs.
Master, I want to see that mountain again
But this time I am not able to climb with this wearied soul.
At least I could kneel down beneath the mountain
And recite this Psalm for the pilgrims
‘ welfare.
‘May the road rise to meet you,
May the winds be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And the rains fall soft upon your fields.’

-Today in our Gospel St.Mark reminds us of that beautiful story of the healing
of the blind man.I have heard this story about his healing in the past, but what touched me today was how loud he was in asking Jesus to heal him.-
From the desk of Padre Jose’.
October 25,2009
Saint Anthony Catholic Community.
Long Beach.

nimal dunuhinga

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