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 no turning back at nineteen years of 
age with bonded Love no eyes could 
see or earthly arms could hold dear
into a fold of aligning human Heart 
with Divine injunction none could part
self dies and dies some more mere cart
dark night after dark night only He 
could lift in Time convoluted sore 
by suffering the blessed had to 
endure in quietude sure beautitude 

paths alongside they curious exquisite
treaded in tandem spacious holiness
masculine and feminine power sang 
single songs of simplicity sheltered 
their duties inescapable to beggars
Popes, robbers or mothers against 
all odds in Italy’s mean hours keen
rays wooded in lily altars without falter
enclosures unseen subjugating halter 
all to the fire of Light

they did what they had to do 
in the moment of each moment 
never flinching from resolve of 
tender humility or severe austerity  
her courage the masculine 
toughness of a fighter
his the feminine quality of 
soft suppliance, the only luxuries 
speeches of birds, insects and flowers 

their power silently firmly earned
devotion leading them to dark 
corners in secret lonesome prayer
beginning her service to hungry 
poor as he began to lechers serve
wills strong as steel or thorny roses 
no family or authority could oppose 
or endure except in little doses
wrapped in protective contemplation
raw, Francis and Clare saw torn
seeking souls of every human shorn  
moving about on hazy morns forlorn 

to bereaved and downtrodden these 
empathics stripped every heavy burden
their own tender sure fingers never touching 
sorrowful places they treaded ahead 
sainthood fibres rising, wanting nothing 
less than God Himself as others 
desired fame and fortune diluted
or polluted, soul twins saw no difference 
between rich and poor, all sufferance 

her only longing before he or she passed 
into a fair dove nest upstairs was for 
an earthly meal with her beloved ragged 
Monk, breathing in Rose of Sharon 
would that her wish be granted the
Brothers Franciscan begged, but his
severity would not accede longing plead

the Brothers remonstrated some more
and more declaring that Clare had forsaken 
all worldly wishes because of his preaching
he yielded eventually for a tiny feast before  church of Santa Maria the one which 
hosted her noble body when fast fleeing 

day dawned fresh for herb and 
vegetable salad, bread and water laid 
on bare ground before which her 
salutations to Mother Mary was complete 
made as heavens granted her ardent bleat

Francis too overcome by the Lord’s 
bounty when seeing a first bright dish
fell in overwhelming prayer of thanksgiving 
golden light streamed pink-blue circled 
sight and setting like tornado fire became 
~ the people of Assisi looked down in 
fearful hush then rushing to holy portico 
to extinguish roaring fire blushed

all they found were twin flame saints 
with rapt companions in contemplation 
            of Glory of God seeping
                 gloria hallelujah  

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