Tulip across the street from home
Communion
This flower, with an exquisite and
delicate heart tucked inside its folds,
looks like a an upside down wine glass
to me, which reminded me of beautiful
words by a jazz musician and friend,
Bill Carter, set in his song,
"Welcome Home."
The table is set,
the bread smells delicious.
The wine is poured out
for the world.
And I know that I can’t
ever outrun such mercy...
God says right here, welcome home.
God says right now, welcome home."
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
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