Showing posts with label Mark 11:1-14. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mark 11:1-14. Show all posts

Friday, July 20, 2018

The fig tree


After Mark 11:1-14

Hungry, he spies a tree,
a fig tree in full leaf,
suggestive of branches
hanging heavy with fruit.
He searches, but the tree
offers nothing, yields nothing
but leaves, an appearance only,
an invitation without substance,
a mirage, a fraud

and so the curse.

From the cursed fig
to the temple, with its appearance
of wealth and wisdom and worship
but nothing but appearance, a fraud,
a mirage,
and so it joins its brother,
the fig tree.


Photograph by Lynn Greyling via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.

Sunday, July 15, 2018

And the palms


After Mark 11:1-14

Gathered from the fields,
collected and carried
to the procession of the king
riding, entering his city,
unlike any conqueror previous
but a conqueror nonetheless,

The palm branches, waving
in the sunlight, spread across
the road ridden by the king,
designed to recognize, to honor,
to celebrate, to revere, to welcome
the rider on his way to the place
of sacrifice.


Photograph by Scott Webb via Unsplash. Used with permission.

Friday, July 13, 2018

The donkey


After Mark 11:1-14

Not a stallion or other
variation on a horse
not a chariot or even
a cart, not anything
they expected but:
a donkey,
and not only a donkey
but a donkey
previously unridden,
never before ridden
never before worked
or used

and that is the point

The donkey to be used first
to carry the king, the messiah,
the one foretold, the one anticipated,
the one desired and yearned for

riding a donkey
confounding expectations
contradicting expectations
a king riding a donkey
the animal used for hard work
the animal whose strength
is used to serve.


Photo by Laura Gariglio via Unsplash, Used with permission.