Following Jesus into Jerusalem

Following Jesus into Jerusalem

So many different journeys we have taken in our time together,
my son and I.
I remember still that first one,
when he was just a tiny spark of life within me,
hardly more than an angel’s promise,
but enough to make his cousin leap in his mother’s womb,
such a joyous welcome at our journey’s end.

And then that long, weary journey to Bethlehem,
when with every jolting step of the donkey,
I wondered how long I could keep him safe in my womb,
my precious cargo, enveloped by my body and my love.

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© Janet Pybon