A Positively Poetic Priest

From Johnny Appleseed, "Oh, and every seed I sow, Will grow into a tree. And someday there'll be apples there, For everyone in the world to share. Oh, the Lord is good to me, Oh, the Lord is good to me, And so I thank the Lord, For giving me the things I need; The sun and the rain and the apple seed. The Lord is good to me." Franklin lies on the wandering path of the American legend Johnny Appleseed, otherwise known as John Chapman, born in Massachusetts in the late 1700's. He kept journals as he walked across Pennsylvania, Ohio, West Virginia, Indiana, and Illinois. He planted apple cider orchards (not the juicy apples we normally eat). But the apple cider was helpful for the settlers who followed him later in order to have something to drink instead of unsanitary water. Even during his lifetime, legends began to spring up about this interesting and pioneering man. In every regard, Johnny Appleseed was a carefree and generous sower. He planted in places where there w...

The schools of birds swoop and dive crisscrossing into and out of and through each other and the children never notice caught up they are in the balls and each other playing games are all afoot they don't even know another's name but of what importance are names to those who do not know and fun calls to you and joy and delight dance with you yet you barely know your self to be dancing! The birds are dancing overhead. The adults are sitting along the sides trying hard not to ponder life's greatest mysteries despite being faced with them so clearly, dearly why does being self conscious mean knowing others are watching you and not that you know your self because two separate things are being awkwardly uncomfortable always seeking outside validation for your self and being free to swoop like a bird so easily conscious of your self as simply enough