Saint Patrick's Day Poem by Liza Sud

I am sitting on the hands of God
And I'm reading the Lenten Triodion,
So that devil couldn't torture us
For Christ suffered to save us beforehand,

How He wishes all of us salvation,
All we need is to approach God,
When misapprehension is rejected
Then Communion mind will overflow.

And today is also - the St. Patrick.
To America I send hello,
To the heir of the righteous Irish,
Educated by the convent church

In the northern and warm Minnesota.
I pray for us and for the whole world.
God will pierce everyone with virtuos
Righteous and high love from superforce.