POETRY: A Wedding Gift by Francis of Assisi

I hear you singing, dear, inviting me to your limb.
I am coming, for all that we do is a
preparation for
love.

I hear you singing, my Lord, inviting me to your throne.
We are coming, dear, for all the toil you have
blessed us with
is a preparation to know and hold the
sacred.

I hear you singing, my soul, but how can it be that
God’s voice has now become
my own?

“That is just a wedding gift for our
Divine Union,”

my Beloved
said.