Wednesday, May 24, 2017
the Spirit is a wildflower
joyous and surprising
growing where it will
Jesus, making saliva mud
Jesus, healing on the wrong day
not a proper flower
in a proper place
the Church is a rose
by any other name
(Image: Hoary Puccoon; photography by tiwago)
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