Plumas que explican
Armodoxy for Today: Feathers that Explain
We continue on our theme of finding God in the little things, with this short observation from Soviet dissident, Alexander Solzhenitsyn. In 1970 he won the Nobel Prize in Literature, having raised global awareness of political repression in the Gulag prison systems of the Soviet Union. Today, there is no Soviet Union, but there is tyranny, and political unrest in the human quest for freedom.
Alexander Solzhenitsyn wrote this beautiful short prose poem dedicated to a duckling.
Un pequeño patito amarillo, que se desploma cómicamente sobre su vientre blanco en la hierba húmeda y apenas puede sostenerse sobre sus patas delgadas y débiles, corre frente a mí y grazna: “¿Dónde está mi mamá? ¿Dónde está mi familia?”
… este está perdido. Vamos, pequeña criatura, déjame tomarte en mis manos.
¿Qué lo mantiene vivo? No pesa nada; sus ojitos negros son como cuentas, sus patas son como las de un gorrión; con el más mínimo apretón dejaría de existir. Sin embargo, está cálido de vida. Su pequeño pico es de color rosa pálido y ligeramente abierto, como una uña bien cuidada. Sus patas ya tienen membrana, hay amarillo entre sus plumas y sus alas plumosas comienzan a asomar. Su personalidad ya lo distingue…
And we men will soon be flying to Venus; if we pooled our efforts, we could plough up the whole world in twenty minutes. Yet, with all our atomic might, we shall never-never! — be able to make this feeble speck of a yellow duckling in a test tube; even if we were given the feathers and bones, we could never put such a creature together.*
Like the life in our breath, the cells of a trees, the splash of an ocean wave or in the feather of the duckling Solzhenitsyn describes here, everything is of God.
We pray, Lord, open my eyes and my heart so I may notice, feel, touch and appreciate the beauty you articulate in Your creation. Amen.
*Extracto de Cuentos y poemas en prosa de Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn. Farrar, Strauss and Giroux, 1971. Bantam 1972

ty days after Christmas on February 2. In German folklore, weather predictions were tied to the behavior of a badger, a tradition that German immigrants carried to Pennsylvania, where the groundhog eventually took the badger’s place. The belief that a groundhog’s shadow on February 2 foretells either six more weeks of winter or an early spring became formalized in Punxsutawney in 1887, evolving into the cherished American custom celebrated today.
