Slowly wending down the path slowly, on a donkey. Back and forth and jostled ‘round toward the gates of promise. Up toward gates as pilgrims stream up where faithful gather, souls of those who tend their souls, onwards toward the temple. Shout it out along the road, Hosannah, son of David! Bless the One who […]
Read more "Slowly Onward"One road, laid out ages before the birth, stone by stone, step by step through common dirt. One road, and only One able to walk the length, the thorny way testing yet proving His strength. One road, unthinkable to us, but onward He trod through the cross, through the tomb, to the right hand of […]
Read more "One Road"The earth around like hardened clay, Slabs of sun-baked flatness, Cracked with fissure lines of age all wrinkled up in heat. Nothing grows in desert air nothing young, or green or fair. – The floods once came and surged the flats you should have seen the waters— bearing all in whackish rush soaking in the […]
Read more "A Shoot Out of the Ground". . . I sit silent, cold alone the path you trod–the constant stone that never speaks or feels the prod of human hearts, or sees their nod. So quietly I bear the load the stone of house, or open road. – But here today I feel the thrill of royalty, of ancient will how […]
Read more "If These Keep Silent…"Here at crimson dawn he prays, the sounds of morning, futures near. Beside, a honeysuckle’s curled like serpentine around a pole as far away a restless chaos rides the breeze. – Low, a patterned spokenness: rising pleas and murmured, earnest prayer. A form in quiet conversation lone. Just away, a vineyard tower, Tended by the […]
Read more "Sunday Morning"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. _____ 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 […]
Read more "Dying Life"When you did come, O God triumphant to Jerusalem, what of longing or of grief mingled with the shouts that long ago were owed to their great king? – And how serene and strong the Fire and Zeal of Bethlehem consistent as the turning earth walked and whipped and worked pointing them to heaven and […]
Read more "Triumphant"He wars with words, and with His words he silences the scholars. He speaks the word, and single words now open wide the scriptures – A carpenter From Nazareth Disproving all the masters – He tells the truth, and all His truth like tested steel is ringing. Sharp as ancient, fresh as dawn Truly, truly […]
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