E.J. Hutchinson’s “Palm Sunday”
As you came into Jerusalem, The way was decked with palms From living trees. “Hosanna to the Son of David!” Was their psalm. Soon you would mount a living tree With nails through feet and palms Between two thieves. “God, why have you forsaken me?” Was your Psalm. Lord, let me shadow underneath, Praying with upraised palms, your apple-tree. Let “Jesus, Son of David, God!” … Continue reading E.J. Hutchinson’s “Palm Sunday”

