Mustard Field

  

While driving on a country road in England I saw a mustard field. It was just the right time when all the plants were in bloom, a patch of vibrant color on the landscape. I had to stop, take a photo, ponder the source of mustard, like Jesus sitting in the countryside, saw its brilliance and told a parable about the man who planted a mustard seed in his own field. It was a simple truth, one the people could relate to. It was a healing plant, an ancient mustard recipe. He used it to demonstrate the kingdom.

Pliny the Elder wrote of it. It can grow wild but when cultivated it is much improved. Once it is sown it is hard to get rid of it. The tiniest of seed yet Jesus said it will grow into a tree that shelters the birds.

the sound of yellow
vibrates from 2000 years
says my kingdom come

dVerse prompt on sound. Pliny the Elder wrote about natural history circa 23 to 79AD.

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Mustard Field

Into This Life

Bad dreams

Wake the sleep

Are anything other than

Bad experience or

Sickness

Gone away or

that sadness and

A suicidal melancholy

How ridiculous to believe

That no one loves your

truth?

It’s all that we have

How did I ever forget the

Beauty of life

I was so asleep!

We are all in a bad dream

You’ll say, I can’t believe

You can believe in

yourself

Sit

back and laugh at

temporary circumstance

One day you will look

Far deeper into this life
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NaPoWriMo prompt using a Rumi poem

Into This Life

Fire

Led into the desert by the Spirit

Forty days

It was the Word that brought Him out

On fire for the Kingdom

And able to speak

Against the Pharisees of His day

He knew who He was

And ran knowingly

Into the burning sand

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dVerse prompt on the word “burn” in quadrille with thoughts of Aaron Joel Mitchell, age 41, who ran into the effigy of the burning man at Burning Man 2017.

Fire

Finding Kindness

I am on an inner search for kindness in my life.  How I was rescued from my own dispair or sought to help another.  Not wanting to confuse kindness with congeniality or cultural differences I felt a lifting of the heart when I thought of You.

The day You sent a message to the children of Israel that You would come again.  The prophets wrote Your words that we should all repent.  Hard to see the kindness in rebuke or recompense yet Your hope is there.

Let the soul find GOD

Hidden in small daily chores

I fall to my knees

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dVerse haibun prompt on kindness, still searching

Finding Kindness