He Smiled

John 3:1-2

1 There was a man of the Pharisees,
named Nicodemus, a ruler of the Jews:
The same came to Jesus by night, […]

The others slept.
Jesus gathered brittle branches,
mustard and olive,

for the fire, its red bloom
slowly folding,
sinking into earth.

He broke fists of bread
into small pieces,
laying each on a stone

sharp with the fire’s heat.
A small skin of wine rested
in the shadows behind him.

Better to keep it cool,
wrapped in night’s chill.
He smiled

and Nicodemus
stepped from the darkness.

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