In the hot silence while he slept and only the flies sang she made the basket strong with love to hold this one most precious thing and gave it, dry-eyed, to the waiting flood.
Wow! V. impressed with poem and photo. We did it too as you'll know. Our reeds lay down in protest but that allowed the wee boats to be smuggled in among them which seemed quite apt. The accompanying mini-sermon included the invitation to dare to 'float on God's grace'. Lovely!
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So simple and so moving...thanks
Wow! V. impressed with poem and photo. We did it too as you'll know. Our reeds lay down in protest but that allowed the wee boats to be smuggled in among them which seemed quite apt. The accompanying mini-sermon included the invitation to dare to 'float on God's grace'. Lovely!
Thank you both! I have, however, to confess: the photo is KB's; I clipped it from her blog.
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