Blessed is the one who does not go where the wicked gather, or stand in the way of sinners, or sit where the scoffers sit! Instead, he finds delight.

Blessed is the one who does notgo where the wicked gather,or stand in the way of sinners,or sit where the scoffers sit!Instead, he finds delightin the law of the Lordand meditates day and nighton his commandments. (Ps. 1,1-2)

I saw some majestic trees,some trees in the springtime of life,

some trees in their youth,some trees fully mature

and some trees in the evening of their life.

some trees in the springtime of life,

some trees in their youth,

some trees fully mature

and some trees in the evening of their life.

I saw some trees splendidly

clothe in flamboyant colours…

I saw some trees that have endured all the seasons,inclement weather, the winds, the heat and the snow.

I saw some trees with their leaves green,

symbol of hope.Lord, thank you

for colouring my life with this little sister

who always remains youngand who helps me

to hope against all hope.

I saw some trees with their leaves turned golden by the sunas our life is made golden

by the divine sun.Lord, thank you

for enriching my life with your colour.

I saw some trees, very tall, reaching toward heaven

with elegance.Lord grant me to hold myself

straight like Mary at the foot of the cross,

with dignity, even while suffering.

I saw some trees with their branches twisted

who showed me their weakness.Lord, grant me to look

at others with sensitivity.

I saw some trees, dark red in colour

that remind me that “wine delights the heart of man”

as at the Wedding in Cana,and Mary who says to me “Do all that he tells you”.

I saw some trees harmoniously dressed, having a splendid appearance.

Lord, grant me to clothe the appearance of charity,and that it covers me still in my old age.

I saw some trees that invited me

to take refuge under their multi-coloured tent.

Lord, grant me to comfortably welcome

those people who fear to trust.

I saw some trees shining with joy for the creator that invite me

to breathe their happiness.Lord, grant me

to invite my sisters and brothers

to cultivate love.

I saw some trees that lived

close to one another with assurance.Lord, grant me

to not deceive you by my arrogance.

I saw some trees proud to display

their beautyand embellish the places where they are planted.

Lord, grant me to demonstrate my beauty

by acts of kindnessand to blossom where you have

planted me.

I saw some trees bent by the weight of the years.Lord, grant me to respect the elders,

to welcome and to live serenely in all libertythe years that you give me.

I saw some trees wearing a deep wound,

a scar left by a suffering that mystifies.

Lord, grant me to never wound anyone;

on the contrary, that I be a balm that comforts.

I saw some trees that grew closer together and welcomed each other without much worry.

Lord, grant me to live communion in the service and the foresightto respect differences.

I saw some trees that appeared sad.Lord, grant me never to judge by appearances.

I saw some trees linked by friendship.Lord, grant me to know

how to offer the bread of friendship.

I saw some trees protecting themselves

by leaning their branches on others.

Lord, grant me to feel solidarity with others.

I saw some trees turned toward Heaven.Lord, remind me that your desire

consists in giving me your Heaven.

I saw some trees stripped of their leaves.

Lord, remind me that life is a passage.

I saw, Lord, an Inukshuk,

symbol of mutual help and friendship.

Grant me to be a sign of love and friendship

that communicatesjoy and fraternity.

I saw some squirrels frolicking and rejoicing in life.

Lord, grant me to follow you the true Life.

I saw Ignacius who made a gesture

with his hand toward heaven.He was saying

to me, ask “Lord, what to you want me to do?”

I saw Mary with a look of tenderness.

She was saying to me: in heaven,

you will come and see me one day.

I saw Joseph with the Child,

in humility and self-effacement.Joseph,

I want to be a child of yours,so that you can teach

me reverence.

I saw a little waterfall, and I believe to hear saint Ignacius d’Antiocheand he says :  A live water murrmuring in my heart :

« Come before the Father »

Lord thank you for the symphony of these colours,

for my sister and my mother nature!And blessed are you

for everything that lives and breathes!

Text and pictures : Carla ddmMusic : Mission

Montréal-Canada, October 2011

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