“……such bright clean hugs for sleep dancing!”


 

 

 

 

 

“……such bright clean hugs for sleep dancing!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So now did all friends stretch and breathe in space

Of High Room so wide and clean and glinting all to shine

All in blending stripes as Cuddles patted Donkey brow in trace

Of missing mommy now flowing twixt the two like twine.

 

 

 

“Ah, shush, shush, “did yawn out Ugly Bird in lullaby time.

“Spy ye now Mr. Jitters tipping and toeing in waltz so slow!”

Croaked Crow: “Now ye learns secret of King’s dance so sublime.

“What began as shepherding jitter re-forms for  worship so!”

 

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“……and you say HIS FEET needed the balm more than ours?”


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Lenten Journey – Day 32
Biblical Scripture: John 12:1-11 Open Invitation to Join Terri from

Cloaked Monk

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24-Mar-12: John 12:1-11

 

Six days before the Passover Jesus came to Bethany, the home of Lazarus, whom he had raised from the dead. 2 There they gave a dinner for him. Martha served, and Lazarus was one of those at the table with him. 3 Mary took a pound of costly perfume made of pure nard, anointed Jesus’ feet, and wiped them with her hair. The house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume. 4 But Judas Iscariot, one of his disciples (the one who was about to betray him), said, 5 “Why was this perfume not sold for three hundred denarii and the money given to the poor?” 6 (He said this not because he cared about the poor, but because he was a thief; he kept the common purse and used to steal what was put into it.) 7 Jesus said, “Leave her alone. She bought it so that she might keep it for the day of my burial. 8 You always have the poor with you, but you do not always have me.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

“……and you say HIS FEET needed the balm more than ours?”

 

 

 

So did friends all holding hands and sticks and ears and noses

Lean and huff and carry on with guff up this higher hill, this brighter hill.

So did friends all critterly and snorterly topple and bend to toeses

Keen in pain of scratches and scrapes and wounds to water the thrill.

 

 

“Oh, Crow, find that oil, that balm, you say Old BeadyEye did spy!”

“Oh, Bluesay Fly!  Buzz over a drop of that healing so rare!”

“Nay, friends and critters and flopping topsies! Oil not for you nor I!”

“Wait, friends, for streams down below!  Oil for feet of THE ONE so bare!”

“……and you say they took gold and left tin?”


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Lenten Journey – Day 22
Biblical Scripture: Mark 11:15-19 Open Invitation to Join Terri from

Cloaked Monk

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14-Mar-12: Mark 11:15-19

15 Then they came to Jerusalem. And he entered the temple and began to drive out those who were selling and those who were buying in the temple, and he overturned the tables of the money changers and the seats of those who sold doves;

16 and he would not allow anyone to carry anything through the temple.

17 He was teaching and saying, “Is it not written, ‘My house shall be called a house of prayer for all the nations’? But you have made it a den of robbers.”

18 And when the chief priests and the scribes heard it, they kept looking for a way to kill him; for they were afraid of him, because the whole crowd was spellbound by his teaching.

19 And when evening came, Jesus and his disciples went out of the city.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“……and you say they took gold and left tin?”

 

 

All healedy up and sealedy up for climb up for gifts

All leaning and stretching each to other in quests

For Ol’ Crow squawked and talked of stores in drifts

For friends all sealed in gold for Babe’s dear guests.

 

Crawling and hopping and sudden stopping

To bow and kneel in giving thanks with all great awe

So quietsy, so meeksy did Croaker hop to rocks outcropping

“What ho, what hi?  Dirty lead, all empty now here to paw!”

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