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Seasons of Grace by Mark A. Noll, which I mentioned in an earlier entry, contains some lovely poetry. I felt this short verse would be appropriate for Holy Week.
Christ's Crown
The leaves emerge - a growing
garland lying lightly on his head.
The dance of spring, of resurrection,
quicks his feet; from all directions
caper those he'll call his own.
The sun shines warming down upon
the dancers 'round their pivot. Only those
up close can smell or see the thick
black-red the flowers nurse upon.
The leaves emerge - a growing
garland lying lightly on his head.
The dance of spring, of resurrection,
quicks his feet; from all directions
caper those he'll call his own.
The sun shines warming down upon
the dancers 'round their pivot. Only those
up close can smell or see the thick
black-red the flowers nurse upon.
4 comments:
As you say, a great choice - so poignant.
Yes, perfect for this time of year.
Perfect choice, lovely poem!
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Wow, I totally missed the whole "find an Easter poem" idea. It probably would have taken me less time than finding the poem I posted.
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