Louis Tiffany and Company, “Dogwood” Design Window: 1910-1915.

“The pale flowers of the dogwood outside this window are saints. The little yellow flowers that nobody notices on the edge of that road are saints looking up into the face of God.” Merton, Thomas, When the Trees Say Nothing: Writings on Nature

Her black eyes gaze
with pleasure.

My hand
flows slowly over her sinew,
ears, fur; she purrs in praise

that life is right,
hunger sated,
love remains.

Looking into her eyes
I see a flame
beyond her understanding
beyond my understanding:

the spark
of being
freely given,
freely accepted.


2 thoughts on “Saint

  1. When we touch an animal we touch another being, and in that being and that touch is a moment when we know that we are not the only selves that inhabit the world, and that is good, really good.

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