\nSin<\/em><\/p>\n
Happy is the man whose only problem worth
\ncomplaining about is love’s audacious schemes,
\nsince they alone can never destroy his dreams
\nof finding some contentment here on earth.
\nHappy is he, who, far from home, embraces,
\nsadly, only his fondest memories
\nbecause, despite his isolations, he sees
\nand clearly comprehends the sorrow he faces.
\nHappy is he who lives in any state
\nwhere only fraud and love’s deceits and doubt
\nare able to torture his heart from within.
\nBut tragic is he who lives beneath the weight
\nof some unforgivable act, living without
\nconsciousness of the damage of his sin.<\/p>\n
–Luis de Camoes
\n(trans. Willima Baer)<\/p>\n
(graphic by Israel Galindo)<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Make a good Lent.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Here’s a favorite Lenten poem. Lent is the penitant season, where the resisted discipline of confession is given a central place. Luis de Camoes (1524-1580) is considered Portugal’s greatest poet. A soldier for much of his life, his religious and … Continue reading