Sunday, December 11, 2011

Reading the label

Reading the label                                                                      

The mystery can’t be put into words
but it can be written in blood; 

shaped by the arrangement
of certain human bones.

Truth walked the earth; took in the view –
It’s rambunctious body upsetting the bullock cart –

pulses aflutter;
necks craned and blushing,

ears pricked up; heart-throats,
long empty, suddenly filled with song.

The blood of Jesus is precious
because it runs thick with the mystery of Love.

Reaching for Your garment –
(when You wore Your Jesus robe)
the infirm woman needed not scripture ...

but the soul-stirring presence of the Soul of souls
moving majestically through the pressing crowd.

O child of God, please understand – reading
the wine bottle’s label will never make you drunk.

                                    (from A Jewel in the Dust)

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