Hazelnut meditation — Duncan Wilson, UK

This reflection might be read on Easter morning, or during a time of meditation, having distributed a hazelnut for each participant to hold.














Wee, wizened
pod of latent life, dormant
hope protecting, I hold your power
entire within my hand and wonder at
the future you enclose. Here, inert, you
lie. But should you fall upon the ground and
cold dark earth entomb you, life itself will
be engaged to spring fresh green from deep
within your shattered shell and working
ever upwards shoot towards the light
and breaking forth through mess and
mould shout alleluia! to the sun.
Teach me then, like you,
to die to self, to spend
and to surrender,
to rise and to