no reach of nail
could keep him.

no scrape of thorn,
nor throne.

no pierced trunk
or bled palm.

no turn of whip
or vinegar taste.

listen for the
breeze of grace,
the sigh of stone.



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6 Responses to listen:

  1. whimsygizmo says:

    image from google images.

    I skipped two of the offered words, as they did not want to play nice. 😉

  2. Simply beautiful.
    Beautifully simple.
    Thank you. 🙂

  3. oldegg says:

    Poignantly apt for Easter.

  4. Jamie Dedes says:

    Lovely! Well considered and well crafted.

  5. colonialist says:

    Some of the words really didn’t like one another, indeed. It is perhaps better to lock them out as you have done so well rather than force them into line causing a disruption as with mine!

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