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Saint Thomas
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By Rich Tassinari
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              Saint Thomas

His hand slipped slowly to the wound
That drained the blood and water out,
Where there was llife, now death impugned
The Living Word and cast some doubt.

But, he must touch to know True Love,
And so, he reached into the hole
To feel the mended splinters of
The Love that saved his trembling soul.

His hearing stopped, his sight grew dim,
There was no taste or smell about
The world of flesh surrounding him,
And, now, of Love he had no doubt.

Together both will always give
In Spirit Love eternally,
An overflowing Love to live
That does not need an eye to see.

Rich Tassinari 11/18/2012


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Submitted: Sunday, November 18, 2012

Last Updated: Sunday, November 18, 2012

About the Poet
Husband, father, grandfather, and each title is my joy. As a youth, poetry was a means to express the inexpressable. I was attracted to (and still am) the beauty and brevity of verse. All flows out from God, and like a proper prayer, can flow back.

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