2/04/2013

Poem for The Transfiguration of our Lord Luke 9:28-36


In the Joy filled intensity of our excitement
we look up and catch a glimpse
-- of something unseen
---- (This)
beyond the realm of all we know
----- and feel
--------- and hear,
beyond the encounter of those special moments in life
when every part of existence
------------------------------ is focused
on the here and now,
and for a brief moment
---------------------------- all is just right,
beyond even the pureness of joy
that comes in the perfection of religious expression
----- amid the rising voices
---------- and the spine tingling timelessness
---- of our worship
---- (is)
into this came an almost moment in time
rising from the mist of exhausted ecstasy
---------- on a high mountain top
---- (My)
 apart
---- from a world seething in hunger and pain
longing
---- to see that to which they have turned
------------- a blind eye.
Here
---- in the almost place and time
comes the light
---- (Son)
that can burn through even the blindness
------------------ of not looking
---------- or looking too hard
with our eyes focused on that unseen moment
that we almost notice.
Here at this time
The Son of God leads us down
------------------------------------ into
--------------------------------------- the world around us
to see
the glory of God
in the poor and lost in the midst of our world,
to see the pureness of unbounded timelessness
in the moment of love expressed
to one who knows not love
to see
---- by not trying to focus on that faint glimmer
--------------------------------------------------- off high
------------------------------------------- in the distant mist
---- (Listen to Him!)
Christ
---- in those around us!

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