The Stonemason's Son

Last Sunday was Eastern Orthodox Easter.  And though religion has a greatly diminished role in my life these days, I still retain some sense of God, and am still a Christian.  I still confess the Nicene Creed, but put more stock in a quite simpler creed: God is Love.  To that end, I feel that Jesus is the incarnation of Love and all that he did on earth was Love and heal.   That is what the Christian must do.  It is what Christ showed us.    No judgment, no condemnation of anyone—just Love.  So thinking of Jesus the son of the stonemason Joseph, I found myself writing a song for this season.

White Violets

Do I like white violets the best? 

 I think so. 

Then I wonder if it is because they are

more rare than the violet violets;

and would I like the violet violets better if all

I ever saw were white violets everywhere

and then not a violet one to be seen anywhere?

I think I would become bored with the white ones.

 Ah, but look, there are the children

who are a little of each--

no, these are the loveliest of all.

The children are always the ones

That bring a spark to the eye

and calm to the heart.