A Poem to St. Francis de Sales
Born in the breathtaking majesty of the Alps,
you became the Bishop of Geneva most brave;
You fought bloodless battles against the Calvinists,
and your gentle eloquence many souls did save.
Others preached with a barrel full of vinegar,
and for their listeners this wasn’t at all funny;
But you had the sense to sweeten your sermons
with the most delightful and delicious honey.
In your classic book you show us, the laity,
how to make our ordinary lives a success;
Teaching us to find God in the present moment,
our worried minds are relieved of great stress.