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Pere Teilhard de Chardin – Hymn of the Universe

Once upon a time men took into Your temple the first fruits of their harvest, the flower of their flocks.  But the offering You really want, the offering You mysteriously need every day to appease Your hunger, to slake Your thirst is nothing less than the growth of the world borne ever onwards in the stream of universal becoming.....

This bread, our toil, is of itself, I know, but an immense fragmentation; this wine, our pain, is no more, I know, than a draught that dissolves.  Yet in the very depths of this formless mass You have implanted – and this I am sure of, for I sense it – a desire, irresistible, hallowing, which makes us cry out, believer and unbeliever alike 'Lord make us one'.

May the might of this invisible hand direct and transfigure for the great world you have in mind, that earthly travail which I have gathered into my heart and now offer you in its entirety.  Remould it, rectify it, recast it down to the depths from where it springs.  You know how your creatures can come into being only, like shoot from stem, as part of an endlessly renewed process of evolution.