The winter willow’s
naked
blush
caught my
gaze,
forsaken
of leaves
but not of
hope.
Hope
waits
till
all
is
laid
bare.
Hope, like
branches
ripening;
twice reflected
on water
and
within
my
eyes.
Want to Play?
This conversation awaits your contribution.
We have set this website up to share the resources from the book ‘The Illustrated Gospel Project’,
plus the extra stuff that we couldn’t fit in the book.
But there is still room! Room for what you and your community of faith might create in response to God’s creative Word at work, and at play in your midst.
So if you create a drama, a song, a prayer or a responsive reading, we’d like you to share it.
Go, contribute ‘Your Voice’!
