The Narrow Path: A Palm Sunday Poem

The Narrow Path: A Palm Sunday Poem

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I have wandered while on the narrow path
Toward the Eastern Gate
The trail donkey and Master took
To a crucified man’s fate

I imagined the waving fronds
“Hosanna” wafting all around
The trail donkey and Master took
Through spontaneous pomp and sound

I have wondered while on that narrow path
Toward the Eastern Gate
The trail donkey and Master took
Would I embrace my Savior’s fate?

 

 

(c) Copyright 2017 by Matthew R. St. John

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