Saturday, 19 January 2013

What I Never Learned

I never learned
why angels became swans,
choosing the lake
over the heavenly realms.
Or why it was a dove
that descended to Christ.
Or why David danced naked
before the ark of the Lord,
kicking the dust into
the storms of Jehovah.
I never quite got the
gnashing of teeth
of those left outside,
or the despair of the virgins
locked into the night,
or the kiss in the garden,
or Pilate’s wife’s dream.
But the stoned rolled away;
I get that.
The stone rolled away I get.

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