Wednesday, 16 January 2019

Fish, Blood and Bone

A poem from 2018

A curve drawn on the ground
Friend or foe?
A friend will draw a matching curve
Upside down
Welcome, brother


Blood brothers
Not our blood
The blood of a Saviour
A fish who died
For our sakes


A fish, a lamb, a lion
Not a bone broken
Perfection
There He sits
Praying and waiting


And so we hope
And so we grow
And so we love
And so we live
And so we also wait and pray

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