Myths Are Hopes Refracted Through Our Pain

Music: Sheep May Safely Graze. By J.S. Bach.  Sequenced by M.J. Starke.

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Myths are hopes refracted through our pain: Each ray of justice bends into a bow Resplendent, pure, symmetrical and sane, Resolving into grace the world we know. Yes, God walked among us out of love; Christ suffered horribly that we might live; His holy spirit watches, as a dove Remains aloft, to witness and forgive. In love the earth returns a special fire: Sapphires linger in disheveled grass; The snow burns eagerly; the blood runs higher; Mountains melt into astonished brass. All who love revere this sacred art, Stunned and weeping at joy's battered heart.