Jesus is the center, never fully known; present in the cup we share and sensed in time alone. Jesus is the music sounding from within; welling up in hearts that pause to hear new life begin. Jesus is the teacher sitting on the grass, laughing with the little ones while busy people pass. Jesus is the beggar, far from home and friends; on the street in every town, alone as night descends. Jesus is the beauty shining from the heart; deep as midnight, cool as dawn and wide as nature's art.