The other day, we met Jesus.
He wears wisdom in the wrinkles in his cheeks. As he walks through the streets, he greets all passers-by with a unique call; each person deserving his or her own joyful shout, either in Spanish, English, or GarÃfuna.
He walks like he was on water, his dreadlocks hanging loose down to the backs of his knees, showering him like a canopy.
Jesus is an artisan, and a musician. With his hands, he brings beauty into the world, transforming nature´s already sensuous forms into still more tantalizing visuals and sounds.
He shows us his wooden carvings: walking canes, birds, and figures. Like his artwork, his face too is carved with lines of laughter and the intensity of hunching over a branch to etch into it expressions of freedom and life.
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