The bud
stands for all things,
even those things that don't flower,
for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;
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I can accept the stunning beauty of flowers, but I have trouble seeing anything attractive about a sow. These animals revel in mud and dirt, and even St. Francis cannot redeem that. The saint was not always right.
Wonderful poem. Found it first in a book and am sharing it with others. Should be considered a classic,
This poem reflects a threefold beauty: that of St Francis, that of the sow and that of Galway Kinnell's respectful perspective.