(An Easter-ish poem written partly for the holiday, partly for today’s Climbing prompt at The Daily Post)

Invitation: The Shepherd To Join The Meager Flock

Climb on down, do.
We do not believe in
gated air nor find ourselves,
chosen, unfolding into
welcomed and forgiving arms,
chastened and repentant. No.
We are too bold, always,
and blind. Climb on down
to be among those who,
nattering, notice only
the banquet’s crumbs;
who weave the lost threads
of the Great Tapestry into
humble and ignorant cloth.

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