“Our hands imbibe like roots, so I place them on what is beautiful in this world.” - St. Francis of Assisi Still, we grasp at fleeting things. Like Francis of Assisi we place our hands, imbibing —find thorns, find need. I struck America when everyone
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“Our hands imbibe like roots, so I place them on what is beautiful in this world.” - St. Francis of Assisi Still, we grasp at fleeting things. Like Francis of Assisi we place our hands, imbibing —find thorns, find need. I struck America when everyone