Passion Redoublé (2)

Sonnet/Station No. 2 - Jesus Carries His Cross.
The cross he bears for us must weigh a ton!
I wonder if the acorn had a clue
That when it hit the ground it had begun
A journey rife with sacred follow-through.
Like…did the growing oak tree understand
As it reached daily further from the earth
That its own future, God Himself had planned?
A future worthy of its strength, and girth?
For decades hence, some tradesman from its flesh
Would form the cross Christ carried up the hill.
Perhaps the same wood also formed the crèche:
A hardwood clearly blessed, and versatile…
But now, with all the burden sin imparts,
Christ falls beneath its weight; it breaks our hearts.