Dying Life

Growing outward toward the sun

and finding in themselves

the green and liquid life,

increased in state: the stuff of fame

the fronds that grew to fan the royalty.

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And yet today, they find themselves

torn from source, and carried,

triumphed, in the air.

As people shout around and crowd,

they throw their palm fronds on the ground

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So may we Jesus, like the palms,

be rent from life to die.

That laying prostrate there

we too might glory in Your way,

and live hosannas to our King.

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