POETRY: Six Holy Week Triolets, by L. N. Allen

Tuesday

Unless a grain of wheat falls to the earth and dies
it remains just a single grain.

Only the fallen and buried can rise.
Unless a grain of wheat falls to the earth and dies
it cannot grow and multiply
and it thirsts, although drowned in rain.
Unless a grain of wheat falls to the earth and dies
it remains just a single grain.

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