Tag: Jesus
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Mercilessly the virus pursues us and prunes life on earth, Masks are worn and relationships torn and born on the net. Massive queues by the hospital to see the overworked staff. Moment by moment worsening ’til Covid conversations are Mixed with Christmas Greetings and curtains closely drawn. —— Many people are working to avoid the…
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Love
Those eyes, I look and see myself as he does, He stares back with leisurely love, It never wavers, Each tiny cell speaking peace, Each lash and brow saying, “Hush.” Challenged I watch those eyes that watched the children play, and Blessed them, turned to the blind and dumb, and healed them, looked into the…
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The Road to Emmaus
We were walking between fields spotted with red anemones, corn growing strong, and across the greened land the trees lifted their faces to the lowering sun and the growing dark. —– The air felt cool on our tight skin, and the sour smell of dust rose up in our footsteps with the grief in our…
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The Gethsemane of the last Supper
Blood, boils, frogs, hail, came the children’s cries, and soft silence as they remembered the first born sons – like me, he thought and will I be recalled? He watched their faces, joined in the swell, but shakily. His last feast with his family of meandering men and wise women before violence and death. —-…
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