The branches are on graceful like my hair when it needs cutting
They’re moving in the wind as if to as if to indicate .. they do not like roots
The wind has no rhythm it’s no it’s not regular
And so the leaves like fronds move in irregular motion
Clouds are white again but don’t look settled.
I suppose good Friday is an uneasy day even for non-believers.
It is rather startling that some Jewish peasant man is still remembered after 2024 years.
There must have been something different about him.
He knew what we should do but we don’t know how to become capable of doing it.
And the land is written with warfare and death
A cruel .. a very cruel development where children die and there is no water to drink
But no one will get in and now the Jews of Israel have become like people everywhere
Too much affected by politics and corrupt politicians
I suppose we didn’t think a Jewish state would be like this.
But what could it be like?
It seems like you’ve got to fight and even to kill just to reserve your own safery and how safe is it really?
Children having a nightmares with no secure base,
With no security attachment
With no good enough mother
Lost in transitional space.
After all it’s meant to be transitional.
Either go mad or kill somebody or drive them mad.
Doesn’t seem to be much peace around at the moment
At this moment in time
At the time of which we speak
At the precise hour of 3 p.m. when Jesus died on the cross
Was that the moment in time which. nobody registered
He could have fallen from the sky and nobody would have noticed.
I think someone did once but the shepherds kept on looking after the lambskin
Some might be waking up by a nuclear bomb
I think I can see one coming
How my heart sings 