Preparing the Passover

2010-03-17_ParmesanHerbBread

 

A loaf of bread, a sprig of herbs, a bowl of fruit.

Whole, unbroken, waiting.

Hopeful, pregnant, yearning.

Their fragrance trapped, goodness bound,

longing to be set free.

~

Can I step in from the dusty road?

Wash my feet, my face, my hands?

Can I take the knife and break

the bread?

Crush the herbs of bitter pain?

~

Perhaps I, too, will be broken.

No tears spared.

No easy Passover fare.

 

Greenbelt, 31 August 2015