Anything good this way comes,
fragrant from the desert,
fat from fasting,
presumptuous in his humility,
faint traces of aloe
following him like a draft,
children hanging from his heels
like lambs trying to suckle
from the hem of his garment.
He plucked a vision
from green air
like a fig, ripe,
ready to bit and share.
Nathanael said to him, “Can anything good come out of Nazareth?” Philip said to him, “Come and see.” John 1:46
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