Because a rose can grow from excrement,
a miracle does not seem so improbable,
for what this fact to me has always meant
is anything that seems far-fetched is possible,
and from the things we feel can only stink
an unexpected loveliness can come
despite the fact that we are prone to think
that they are nothing but a hopeless scum.
And I have also sometimes felt like shit
from which no good can come or so it seemed,
but I know Someone put a seed in it,
a seed by which my life has been redeemed.
O, Christ, I may provoke disgust and pity,
but, thanks to You, I can be more than shitty.
Mario A. Pita