Maundy Thursday
When my spirit languishes within me,
you know my path;
in the way wherein I walk
they have hidden a trap for me
Psalm 142:3
feet that have walked
through dust and dreaming
of reprieve
of revolution
of redemption
feet tenderly held
washed
with humility
with tears
with hope
feet that will yet walk
through dust and desertion
denial, despair
desolation
and will arrive
inevitably
even at a distance
at the foot
of a cross
