Author: C. Robin Janning

Is not this the carpenter, the son of Mary…?

dewdrop of hope

slips down the thread

to the woman

with outstretched hands

do we carry retribution and anger

we cannot bear the knowing

“Why are you afraid? Have you still no faith?”

you are not your own

scramble to a better place

fueling the fire of restoration

they fell down before him

turn the one on his knees

to the one to whom all bow