The Cross of Saint Benedict Protection in Storms

THE MEDAL OF ST BENEDICT PROTECTION IN STORMS
ST PHILIP NERI SAINT OF JOY SONNET MAY 26 FEAST
SONNET
I love, and loving must love ceaselessly,
So whole a conquest in me love hath won;
My love to Thee, Thy love to me doth run,
In Thee I live, and Thou dost live in me.
Surely the day is nigh when I may flee
From this dark gaol, for ever to have done
With vanity and blind oblivion,
Where, exiled from myself, I used to be.
Earth laughs and sky, green branches and soft air,
The winds are quiet, and the water still,
No sun before has shed so bright a day;
The gay birds sing, love's joy is everywhere;
My heart alone has no responsive thrill,
My powers flag and shrink from joy away.
MEMORY OF JANET