Here is ‘the book of charity’ wherein
Saint Dominic conned his prayer; here Thomas sought,
When deep perplext, his oracle; here taught
By ‘Eternal Wisdom,’ Suso learned to win
The ‘Game of Love’; ‘God’s Table,’ Catherine
Found here; Las Casas, charts; here Martin bought
His panacea; inspiration caught
Angelico; his fire the Florentine.
Ah, for their sight! Zacchaeus cannot see,
Low-statured, he must climb! Up, timid heart!
Look in those Eyes and borrow them! For thee
A vision waits. Rend thou the veils apart
Of fear, of doubt, of selfishness. Behold,
Expectant harvests, ripe for reapers bold!