Make a fiery serpent.
And put it on a pole.
Can we now repent.
To save our soul.

This hideous instrument of torture.
This blood stained cross.
Is now the intersection between past and future.
The beacon of hope, the end of loss.

On this piece of splintered wood.
The whole of history turns.
The repository of every questioning would or should.
The fire that eternally burns.

Did St Helena in 326 really find it.
But it really doesn’t matter if the splinter in the church is it.

……

Is it truly here
Is this splinter from the cross
A matter of faith

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See Numbers 21 : 4b-9