His majesty
Once an infidel,
Your love evoked fidelity.
I’m faithful now,
not to God, but to a human being
Who walked the
path Jesus walked,
all the way
to Golgotha.
But more intimate
than that --
faithful to the
One Who poured the wine
into my cup;
Who rested His
hand on my shoulder;
Who gestured
tenderly, “You belong to Me.”
I can’t reach
beyond that form, that face and personality.
It’s self-serving
and calculated -- I want to be You;
filled with Your
Essence until nothing else remains.
O child of God,
the Avatar is made of flesh and blood;
therein lies His
majesty.
(from A Jewel in the Dust)
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