The sun rises again …
warming us, opening eyes, letting us see,
making the plants grow, ripening the fruit,
a circle of light surrounding our lives.
Seemingly eternal.
Then comes each season,
As the sun moves to and from us,
Letting us refresh and toil,
Giving thanks to each fertile moment.
As we rent time in a cosmic world.
A world of God’s creations,
Each one adored,
but the creator ignored.
Until finally, a sacrifice is made to remind us
Of who we are, and who created us.
Our Lord Jesus Christ.
The Monastery Within 