The
street turned red,
a deep
red scarlet, after
I
spilled communion wine
on
the sidewalk in front
of
the hardware store.
I
used the bread to sop
it
up, but it kept pouring,
spreading
to the street.
Too
slow to chase after it,
I
watched the stain
turn
the street scarlet red,
the
wine now sloshing
its
way to infinity.
8 comments:
Such imagery! Makes me reflect upon God's infinite love for us . . .
Blessings, Glynn!
Because Out of the hardware store I came holding three nails--three spikes more like. Puncturing the bread, spilling that which still flows blood red
Wow, Glynn. Reminds me of a scene in the beginning of the book Les Miserables.
the street turned red
curved right
then disappeared
over the rise
Red, the color of joy
the color of celebration
the color of life
Thank you for this imagery. Lovely.
For God so loved the world ...
sopping it up with the bread...excellent. Love this one.
wow.....Glynn, this was powerful.
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