I join the crowd singing hosannas
I join the crowd singing hosannas “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord” a Psalm of Ascents a hymn of longing as we approach the temple a song of insurgency coded revolution laying our hopes in the dreamed of king palms and cloaks placed before him echoes of previous fine entries heralding king and victor now our miracle worker rides down the hill we drown him in expectation that he is our kind of King. Jesus rides a donkey towards the holy city his rag tag army of disciples follow, confused, hopeful, anxious the end is near. He sings his own song of crucifixion and life in death leaving behind our palms and dreams. I join the crowd singing hosannas.