“The Cross stands while the world turns.” Fr John Behr
A caterpillar has no thought
to leap off some leaf. Yet
when its Creator vivifies
life’s essence inside,
It wanders off to a quiet place
as if to say, “Let it be.”
Yields breath, water, clay to be moulded,
fashioned by the art of God.
Its essence, actively-passive,
waits in a pupa gilded with gold,
receives an imprint from Christ’s fingers –
an unhoped for transformation.
Craig A. Roberts
Open Access Online