The dogwood tree, however, grabbed my attention even more when I learned of the Legend of the Dogwood. While there is no proof this legend has any factual details to it, I can recognize the symbolic aspects related to the Dogwood tree and its blossoms. Whether the cross was actually created from a Dogwood tree was not the point. Looking at the snowy blossoms brought to mind my crucified Lord, and thus they became a favorite tree of mine.
Instead the tree would remain slender and bent, not large enough to act as a cross.
+ The dogwood blossoms would be in the form of a cross: two long and two short petals.
+ In the center of the outer edge of each petal there will be nail prints -- brown with rust and stained with red, the color of our Lord's blood.
+ In the center of each flower would be found a crown of thorns.
**All who see the tree with its shape and marks would remember the Crucifixion of Our Lord.
Years ago, with my devotion to Mary and the image of this tree in mind, I composed the poem below.
My Lady
My Lady stands among the blossoms of the dogwood tree,
Oh, how lovely to behold is she!
Her gown, bordered with gold, is woven of the purest blue,
And around her feet, lay delicate roses, sprinkled with the morning dew.
Her eyes are bright; her face is fair,
Her head is bowed as in prayer.
Her lips part in a smile of the gentlest love,
As she listens to the birds' songs in the trees above.
Softly stirring her robe, the quiet breeze,
Whispers of her beauty as it slips through the trees.
One of the flowers glides from its limb,
And gracefully she picks it up, thinking of Him.
She holds the snowy blossom close to her heart,
And with tears in her eyes, my Lady turns to depart.
--Christine McDonald
Blessed Lent!
+JMJ+
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