Greetings to the Koonung Heights Community,
Some thoughts about Palm Sunday from one in the crowd …

Risking hope in a man acting like a pretend messiah
in a procession of sorts, installed on a donkey,
insulting the empire along a way strewn with palm branches,
and a band of clowns hailing the one who comes in the name of the Lord,
seemed foolish.
But beneath the mockery something was being disturbed
in the frozen traditions of religion and the hard arrogance of empire,
and if they heard themselves with their hosannas
it was not a shout of joy they bawled but a cry,
a longing, a deep pleading in their souls:
‘Hosanna! Save us! Save us!’

© Spill the Beans Issue 58

Blessings – Heather Hon (she/her)