Adriatic coast descends…dry
rocky hills – small town gem, La Madonna delle Grazie. Tucked in San Giovanni Rotondo treasures hidden, secrets kept Son of Italy, son of St. Francis consolation, hope to pilgrims brought. Gargano’s silence no longer felt – news spreads – signs…works… Belief – devotion – prayer, life of a boy united with Christ Satan rejected, holiness embraced. Friar’s flesh reveals Divine love. Sacred Heart he probed in his Capuchin robes, confessional still stands by humble sinners visited – waiting… touch of sanctity – peace restored. On this day Pope John Paul II proclaims: modern mystic, wounded he suffered to bring Redeemer’s love: Saint of all people, Padre Pio Book: Roman Incense - Journey to God | Page 19 Author: Fr. David Bellusci, O.P. This poem was posted for St. Mary's Padre Pio Prayer Group with permission from the author Fr. David Bellusci, O.P.
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