Patti Smith Constantines dream
in arezzo i dreamed a dream of saint francis who kneeled and prayed for the birds and the beasts and all humankind. all through the night i felt drawn in by him and i heard him call like a distant hymn i retreated from the silence of my room stepping down the ancient stones washed with dawn and entered the basilica that bore his name seeing his effigy i bowed my head and my racing heart i gave to him i kneeled and prayed and the sleep that i could not find in the night i found through him i saw before me t
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