(a short story)
Mary, worn.
Joseph, torn.
Tired feet.
Crowded street.
Full womb.
No room.
……………Humble, tumbled start.
Thorned crown.
Laid down.
Aching loss.
Quiet cross.
Then, soon:
Empty tomb.
……………Full, forgiven heart.
(a short story)
Mary, worn.
Joseph, torn.
Tired feet.
Crowded street.
Full womb.
No room.
……………Humble, tumbled start.
Thorned crown.
Laid down.
Aching loss.
Quiet cross.
Then, soon:
Empty tomb.
……………Full, forgiven heart.
Just beautiful.
LOVE THIS! So truthful, striking, beautiful!
nice, neat – horroble words but taken for what they actually mean – the sentinment is neatly, nicely put, an original slant on a worn smooth story
Love this.