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.
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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’!