PLANTS

From the gnarled bush

Only another thorn: “Away with

This man!”

One quickly-fading leaf

From a dry tree: “I find no fault

In this man.”

But, in the rocks, a miracle -

One perfect bloom: “Have nothing to do with

That righteous man”.

Or from a dying thorn-tree

One tender flower: “This man

Has done nothing amiss.”

A stark tree puts out

One bud - “This man

Was just!”.

It blossoms:

“Truly this man

Was Son of God”.

A plethora of colour

Burgeons - “God has made this Jesus

Both Lord and Christ”.