Maple Boughs

The maple boughs hang low,
Their leaves all wet,
Weighed down with summer rain.
The parched earth is damp again,
And deep-rooted roots will get
Enough to see them through the coming snow.

These same boughs now are bare
Each branch bereft.
The earth lies buried under snow,
While roots are working far below
To bring forth buds
That autumn’s crimson leaves again may glare.

Eric Jensen, SJ, works in the Spiritual Exercises ministry at Loyola House, Guelph, Ontario. He also paints and writes. He is the author of Entering Christ's Prayer (Ave Maria Press, 2007)and Ignatius Loyola and You (Novalis 2018).

  • Pāpā Rāwiri David Tolich rānei Tararā Dalmatian
    Posted at 02:19h, 09 October Reply

    Revoke, rescind, abolish the Doctrine of Discovery in the Canadian Catholic Church. Make the Doctrine no longer apply in Canada. Ask the children in the unmarked graves, what must we do next? They will tell you.

    Isaiah 43:19 See I do a new thing, even now it emerges. Can you not see it?

    Ngā mihi

    Nā David Tolich
    Liberation Theologian


  • Peter Bisson
    Posted at 08:00h, 09 October Reply

    Thank you Eric!

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