Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Take Up Your Cross

We carry our crosses
hung from our necks
lashed round our shoulders
nailed to our feet

No wonder we smack into doorframes
knock over our neighbors
slam face down in the street

All that dead wood
weighing us down

If only we dared look up
we might see him this Christ
head wreathed in thorns
nail studded palms
inclined toward us

What if we each rose
took up our splintery cross
and bore it in our arms
like a broken gift

What if we each rose
took up our cross
and followed the one
who forms hope from dust

©Cathy Warner

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