Palm CrossJust a stroke,
so tenderly embraced
and then laid,
under foot, under hoof,
a carpet and canopy
for an entering King.
How easy to rip from the bough
an instrument
of worship.

Just a stroke,
so fiercely stretched
and then nailed.
in foot, in hand;
obeisance forced
on the one who is King.
How easy to hang on the bough
an instrument
of salvation.

Peter Ould
Palm Sunday

24th March 2013

Posted in Holy Week, Palm Sunday, Poetry Tagged with: , , , , , , ,
  • Thank you, Peter. Palm Sunday moved me rather more than usual this year. And this was part of it. I just found trying to comment and say so from my phone was technologically challenging. Thank you!


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Two Final Things

Aber mit der Heimat
geht man immer herum,
durch die Welt,
dort und dort
Peter Handke

No one could describe
the Word of the Father;
but when He took flesh from you, O Theotokos,
He consented to be described, and restored the fallen image to its former beauty.
We confess and proclaim our salvation in word and image.
Kontakion of the Triumph of Orthodoxy