passi il tuo soffio Vien the Lord, throw your breath as the spring breeze that makes life bloom opens and love, or like a hurricane that triggers an unknown force, and raises energy asleep.
Steps your breath in our view to bring it to the most remote and vast horizons.
Steps your breath on our faces to make you sad smile reappearing on our hands joyfully to revive tired and put them back to work.
Steps your breath until dawn to take with them throughout our day in a generous impulse.
Steps your breath at the approach of night to keep them in your light and your fervor.
steps and remain in all our lives to renew it and give it more real and profound dimensions.
This poem was sent to me from San Francisco Opera
peri Poor and a thought for our dear departed
San Francisco Opera for the Poor , was founded in 1959 by the Friars in Milan Viale Piave , offers free assistance to the poor and welcome.
addition to meeting basic needs and real people in serious difficulty listening and offering them protection.