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Earth 2 or 3?
The gleaming metal shone in the sun as it plummeted towards the planet’s verdant surface, splashing into the bluest of blue seas, it bobbed quietly, rising and falling with the waves. A gap appears near the top and emerging from the darkness into the light came figures, each stood shaking on wobbly legs fell into…
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Cancerous Greed.
He held tightly to the statement of his wealth groaning as he saw the fulsome figures falling, wondering how he’d keep his balding head up as he flounders int he dust of only multi-millions. —– She held tightly to the small wad of new notes, freshly received from the ATM and felt thrilled to have…
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War on Refugees
Now politicians think up wicked schemes and plot to send them to countries violating human rights, spending our money to perpetrate crimes against humanity, binding them in chains and sending them away to suffer more, be killed and so Pilate Patel washes her hands.
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The Early Purple Orchid
A robin puffed its red breast and sang for the joy of the day, while down below a glorious sight. —- It stood tall, admiring the view, sparkling waters and sun caressed bluebells. —- Its flowers opening to the ever-present bees, and deep in the earth the bulb, which died to give it birth is…
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Resurrection and Reconciliation
—— Do you love me, Peter? Feed my lambs. do you love me, Peter? Lead my sheep. Do you love me, Peter? Feed my sheep. —– He lifted up his hands and the nail holes showed clear, the scars on his forehead from the scorn of thorns, and he blessed the denial and dread in…
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The Hiddenness of Christ
The Road to Emmaus —- Talking makes it real, words inadequately describing, while walking. No one would guess seeing the two, that one unseen, a companion who bent his head and heard, hidden for a moment to give space, hidden from their grief. —— The moment came and he shared their grief, a friend for…
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Doubts and Fulfilment
Easter Monday Wandering the streets did little to calm, his mind’s wanting to smash each Pharisee, excepting Nic, —- to go up to the Roman Soldiers who divided his spoil, and tell them just who they had killed. Thomas, tears ever present in his eyes, found solace in the garden, and weeping he knelt in…
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The Hidden Christ.
Easter Sunday He wound his hands around the tree and watched Mary come by, He saw the others and waited. His heart broke with the tears she shed, and he stepped forward to help. She sees a gardener and he his child, and says her name. Mair. —– As a child hears the love in…
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The Waiting
Holy Saturday Hushed was the garden where he lay, birds silently watched and soft wings of many hued butterflies flit to and fro alight on the stone as if they could prise it open and find their Lord within. —– In Bethany tears flowed, work stopped, food untouched, and shocked bodies slumped,, and talking tried…
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