lenten journal: palm sunday

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    We started on the courtyard
    all waving our palm fronds
    and naming them since we never
    say frond except on Palm Sunday.

    Before the hour was over
    we moved from parade to
    Passion, from courtyard
    to Cross, in a couple of verses.

    Tonight I watched basketball
    and saw how quickly things
    change, how triumph crosses
    that thin line into loss.

    For years, I’ve thought we
    missed the point waving our
    fronds in celebration, but
    I think I am mistaken:

    those who celebrated were
    those who saw him crucified;
    they were also, thank God,
    those who came to the Tomb.

    Peace,
    Milton

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