Jubilee

Sunday worship
songs about Pentecost
the oak tree waits
for our visit
and when we glide down
into the ravine
the jubilee shakes
through her leaves
these cattails beneath her
were once woven to hold
baskets of food
on the day the Creator
built His bridges
over creeks and deep
into our hearts

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Casey Mills writes poems early in the morning while his kids sleep. He lives in Northern California next to a creek he enjoys spending time with. His poetry has been published in Heart of Flesh, As Surely As the Sun, Ekstasis, Radix, Spirit Fire Review and elsewhere. You can read more of his poems at caseymillspoems.com.