Monday, April 06, 2009

lenten journal: palm sunday

We stood in a circle
in the sunshine on the
patio where we had waved
palm fronds barely an hour
before; now we were sharing
bread and wine, basking
in the brilliant spring shine,
our solemn ritual exposed,
on purpose, made public,
taken outdoors, alive;
our ministers in stoles
and sunglasses.

The future’s so sacred,
we gotta wear shades.














Peace,
Milton

2 comments:

Mavis said...

Sounds great. Reminds me of the year we celebrated Palm Sunday in the local shopping centre

Cynthia said...

I love this. You ought to consider participating in the Poem A Day challenge at Poetic Asides.