Sunday, October 27, 2013

Honeymoon in Israel

Olive Branch, Cana in Galilee

Israel Pilgrimage—2006

I step carefully
onto the muddy path
in this little grove
of olive trees

Twisted trunks
like sinewy flexed biceps
are hardy with endurance
Grey-green fingery leaves
flutter gently
Branches laden
with tiny green orbs
promise succulence
and oil

I break off
an inconspicuous leafy twig
and pick a few
ripe black pearls
from the sodden ground
wipe the mud off
wrap them in tissue
and tuck them
in my pocket

Long, long ago
there was a wedding here
The wine ran out
so Jesus turned water
into choicest wine
and joy
kept flowing

I am with my bridegroom
of two weeks
our vows green
as the fruit
of these trees

I finger the ripe olives
in my pocket

…believe in joy
that keeps flowing

Maude Carolan Pych

The above poem commemorates our amazing honeymoon/pilgrimage. Bob and I were married October 21, 2006 and celebrated seven years of "joy keeps flowing" this week. I praise God for being the most important strand in the three-strand-cord of our union...Marriage takes three! Happy Anniversary, Bob. I love you.

I dedicated this poem to Bob, during the open reading at an event at Watchung Booksellers, Montclair, NJ, last weekend.

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