His majesty

His majesty

Once an infidel, Your love evoked fidelity,
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 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.