palm leaves scattered
tasted sacred dinner
shuffled feet cleaner
up the whole night
vinegar drinker
thorns make a crown
skin torn, blood
drips on the ground,
white becomes red becomes white again
oil runs clearer
as the press pushes harder
a hull left unwhole
a night and a day and a night
and the olive
smooth again
everything is dressed in
soft morning light
all that was empty is full again
