Hidden deep within a single drop of Lamb’s blood is the stringency of the Law, yet it ever-covers, ever-courses from Messiah’s death tree through earth’s dark, twisted corridors….
Tag: Resurrection
Gnarled Tree
I am watching the dawn break slowly across the wide expanse of the sky. Navy blue is turning to slate now, with small streaks of light pink and gold. The black silhouette of three barren trees sit against the morning sky. They look especially gnarled, almost ghoulish, against the early dawn.
haiku: spring
winter’s spell broken when the cold barren branch bursts pink life from the dead
Bonnie Saul Wilks 