Humility they say is nature’s way,
and the converse a despotic state,
with xenophobic policies and warring
natures, creating a climate of fear.
—
Is God humble? Arrogant? Cruel?
Was the fruit a test or a taunt?
The haloed angels a health warning?
The violence and retribution His?
—-
‘If you have seen me you have seen
the Father.” said the man without guile
as he listened and healed and wept.
Fostering love and always selflessly.
..–
The scars dig deeply into the earth,
the burning flesh and bloody wood.
hit the stone in the cool closed tomb,
the decomposing Son of God.
——
In the dark and cold the whisper
is heard from a heart broken Abba,
for his son, reaching through death’s
wall that hides our eyes from hope.
—–
He moves in the morning mists
at one with the garden, sees Mary,
tear streaked, brings sudden joy
and a sweetness from bitterness.
