The aspen leaves
Have turned to silver
Shekels
Before the coming
Of the rain.
The judas coin
Along the potters field.
Not strange
That such a noble coin
Betrayed a noble trust
Taken from the coffers
Of the temple tax.
Not strange this day
That common people
Be betrayed
By high born thieves
And cast upon the road.
Not strange that simple leaves
Be changed to herald rain.
JL June 14 13:15
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