Religion and Spirituality

Religious Poems

Palm Sunday

 

Riding on a donkey of humility,

Jesus entered into Jerusalem

A king without a battalion of guards

without horses, without  military tanks,

without canons and machine guns.

 

The children laid down the branches

Of palm trees as carpet on the ground

Others lifted them up to hail him

While chorusing hosannas as he drove by.

“Blessed is he who comes

in the name of the Lord.”

 

Today Jesus enters into

the gates of homes, churches and

other machineries of control and

down deep into every human heart.

 

Today let hosannas resound

Saying no to wars and weapons

no to hatred, revenge and death

But yes to the subtle claim

in the heart to let the love of Jesus reign.

 

 

(March 28, 2010)

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29.07 | 17:27

Want a ladyboy

20.09 | 11:16

I think I should also spend time writing poems in Danish. For quite a period of time, I have only concentrated on writing poems in English.

08.03 | 08:55

Kære Elizabeth - du rørte mig med din tekst om at overleve gennem kunsten. Jeg kender det selv som en delvis fremmed med udenlandsk opvækst. Vi ses i Simonpete

07.01 | 13:51

Fantastisk smuk hjemmeside.