Eucharist Sunday, With Agua To the Roots
EUCHARIST SUNDAY, WITH AGUA TO THE ROOTS
(Questing a Grail)
By John T Haupt
The raindrops fall down
All around
Pounding down upon the ground.
Drippingly sounding sweetly to me,
Filling up cups of the leaves on the trees.
On this Sunday take I my ease.
May I have a cup of wine please?
Copyright © John Haupt | Year Posted 2021
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