scarlet cord


i am
Rahab’s scarlet cord
that torn and raveled
scrap of faith
twisting, blood red
exposed against
the cold gray
stone

I wrote this poem and then decided to write a whole post about the scarlet cord…but I love the idea that faith sometimes is this little, barely hanging-on type of feeling, a risk, hanging out there thin yet conspicuous. I’ve had a lot of fun with the image, both with words and pictures.

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