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“The Spirit drove Jesus out into the desert…”

MK 1:12


This joyous fullness drives me on. Abba’s luminocity, the descended Ruach-as-dove: now, they’re a driving whirlwind, an inferno.


I stagger. Stumble. Drop to one knee. Rise up. Continue.

To the desert. Where my forty-day fast awaits.



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for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #122 (pubtended by De Jackson)

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8 replies »

  1. I was fascinated that you maneuvered the format of your poem and ended with exactly 44 words. Having determined that, I marveled at the desert journey!

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