I was finishing my walk this morning when I saw this on the ground. It was a part of a tree that had fallen but it was a cross. Obviously not an intentionally placed cross but just a beautiful random accident. I don’t know exactly why but this spoke to me of one of the last lines of the poem...
Holy Week - Thursday
Holy Week - Thursday
Holy Week - Thursday
I was finishing my walk this morning when I saw this on the ground. It was a part of a tree that had fallen but it was a cross. Obviously not an intentionally placed cross but just a beautiful random accident. I don’t know exactly why but this spoke to me of one of the last lines of the poem...