Easter poem 2014

April 19, 2014 § Leave a comment

when asked if I could
feel the love,
I wondered if it
would have made more sense
to ask,
after being escorted
into the vast
tabernacle, if
I was experiencing some
galvanic response
to something purported
to have happened
half a history
thousands of miles
to and by people
speaking a language
I cannot begin to
then the answer
would have been
I got nothing
that was not the question
I thought of how generous
the invitation was and
how it came from a good place
from someone
I knew to have endured
more than an average
measure of damage
so, as a courtesy
I answered
yes, yes I do
when in reality I was
simply lost
in the master craftsmanship
the architecture
the statuary
the windows
so, even if I
didn’t feel his interpretation
of this love he was taught
I could see the results
of those who did
and this morning
that alone was
enough for me

(c) 2014 Fred Whitehead


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