The Tree (For the Holy Cross)

Posted byMatthew PullarPosted inDevotional, Poetry, The Swelling Year

This
my only
boast – two arms like
a tree held out with
widest love whose
depth and
breadth I
cannot
fathom,
can but
rest in-
side.

Published by Matthew Pullar

Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.

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