A poem from Rekindlng of Faith; Messiah at the Gate

Date:   5/20/2005 6:36:56 PM ( 19 y ago)

I cried a tear
because I knew
the man was outside town
on his donkey and I blamed,
and I resented "them"
because they kept me
from the microphone
to welcome him in.
Couldn't they see?
Couldn't they know
what was inside me that I could say,
that I had to say for my own life?

And my tears turned to work
when I knew the truth,
that only I was keeping him
outside the gate
because I hadn't laid
the foundation of his coming within me.
And I knew, that every slip of paper,
every bit of trash I put in order,
was bringing him closer into all of us.

October 25, 1983
from my book Rekindling of Faith

 

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