Whispers of the Divine: A Journey Through the Cross #428

Whispers of the Divine: A Journey Through the Cross In quiet breaths between, We ponder, deep, unseen, The Cross—a nexus, bold, Where divinity and creation fold. Not just wood, not mere nails, But a heartbeat that unveils A bridge of existence, weaving Celestial to terrestrial, believing. Imagine love, profound, complete, A cornerstone of existence, sweet, The Cross, not suffering’s monument, But reconciliation’s testament. Jesus, divine and human, blends, Fragments of heaven and earth amends, With arms stretched wide, In sacrifice, unity’s bride. Through Him, every atom, every star, Reflects a divine image, near and far. A mystery, deep, ineffable, true, Creation’s whisper, in morning dew. Not theology, but poetry, a song, A universe’s hymn, ancient and long. The Cross, the refrain, through ages rings, Inviting souls to divine springs. Let us gather, under shadow, under light, In wonder, in depth, in divine sight. Not just in words, but souls converse, In the Cross’s love, universe immerse. For in contemplation, deep and wide, Answers call us to journey inside. To the heart of mystery, we’re drawn, Where love transcends the dawn. In this reflection, peace we find, Understanding, love entwined. A tapestry of light, whispers of the eternal, Unity’s dance, the Cross, infernal. The nexus of divinity and creation, In the Cross’s silent proclamation, A love that binds, in light, in shadow, In the eternal echo, we follow. Written by Steven G. Lee (February 29, 2024)