a poem in my pocket

Linking to dVerse where Bjorn is serving fresh haibuns…

View of the Church of St. Paul de Mausole by Van Gogh

The artist’s brush expresses what ears may not hear and tongue cannot say…

“After he took him aside away from the crowd, Jesus put his fingers into the man’s ears. Then he spit and touched the man’s tongue. He looked up into heaven and with a deep sigh said to him, ‘Ephphatha!’ (which means, ‘Be opened!’). At this, the man’s ears were opened, his tongue loosened and he began to speak plainly.” (Mark 7:33-35)

Is the one who inspired the colors of Vincent’s art the same spirit who illuminated Mark to write good news? Perhaps today, Christ’s spirit sighs for us “to listen” to his loving whispers…or he may be prompting us “to speak” his message of peace.  Hearts and minds, like church windows of the soul, need to be opened to let in the fresh breeze of the Holy Spirit. If only Vincent had found healing in this life.

hear sigh in colors

spirit wind strokes the grasses

surrounding muted church