Heaven opened for the benediction
of Jesus, then the opening widened
for any just one from any nation.
Anyone can hear, “This is my beloved”.
The carpenter’s door built into Zion
flew open with the resurrection
expanded to an ocean’s horizon.
The world spins on the axis of Christ.
God celebrated with a smorgasbord
everyone can now feast like a gentile.
Peter’s tray of trayf becomes the springboard.
Come-all-ye to a universal gift!
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