Palm Branches (For John Coleridge Patteson, Bishop of Melanesia)

Let this be said of the one who died,
The bishop whose body they found afloat
On a palm fibre mat and a palm branch in hand;

Let this be said: that he lived as he died,
Life given up, at the mercy of waves,
Sailing where God’s current-love took him.

Let this be said: that he died for wrong reasons,
Mistaken one day for a wolf dressed as sheep,
Or a hunter dressed up in the skin of a pastor.

Can this be said: that they saw him once dead
And knew their mistake? That, stricken with shame,
They decked out his body in this glorious raft?

This can be said: that he died as he lived,
Life given up in God’s current of mercy,
Wrapped up in palm fronds, just like his Lord.

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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