Thursday, August 31, 2017

Poem-Prayer-On-a-Thursday-Morning

Prayer on a Thursday Morning

Apple seed rosary 
Given by grandpa
When I was
So young...

Thursday Morning
Sitting in the
Sunnyvale bus to work.
Luminous Mysteries.

Wooden Cross,
Love crucified .
Blood drops of
Wine from Cana.

White Dove
Flying ...
Just above the
Nails on his leg.

Thousands of
Blackbirds
Flying away
From the Dove.

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