After this many disciples quit following him and did not accompany him any longer.
To stay or go
He stands bewildered by their unfurling, hurled unbelief.
He sees in their smouldering embered eyes
A return to earthly vows,
Narrowed estuaries of thought
How could they not?
Why believe in a man
With only his flesh to offer.
No better than others.
She stands shaded and affronted.
After all he had offered
Given, mended the broken,
Surely it would be just
Not to doubt but stay
Another, not yet decided
looks down at his sandal shod feet
Drags his feet.
To go from him?
Like a child snatched from its mother’s breast
and wander, or cast away his beliefs,
Against all his life’s learning.
To stay with the fount of all being
the word of life.