Monday, April 06, 2009

Palm Sunday

No donkey this time
but a borrowed Honda 550.
Jesus riding into town
with a black leather jacket,
jeans frayed at the knees,
and L-O-V-E tattooed
on the knuckles of his right hand.
Those who saw him
said his smile was like the sun,
warming shadowed corners
and causing the way to blossom
Those who saw him told
of all the light left over
to be taken home and set
in eyes, in hearts
and at windows for strangers.
It was like a miracle,
they said.

The rest of us missed it.
We were in another part of the city,
waiting for the Messiah.

--Joy Cowley

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