Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to him,
“Teacher, order your disciples to stop.”
He answered, “I tell you, if these were silent,
the stones would shout out.”
The stones they didn’t throw sing “Mercy!”
The five smooth stones chant, “Trust.”
Stones from the well where the woman met him
sing of the deep living waters.
Stepping stones and stumbling blocks murmur, “Grace.”
Jacob’s pillow, dream stone, offers its luminous silence.
Tablets of stone shout “Attend.”
The stone the builders rejected speaks of One Who Cares.
The stone that never became bread says, “What is.”
The stone that was rolled away says nothing
but rolls away from every grave
praising and praising and praising.
—April 11, 2019