In glory, emptied and releasing,
My throne, my place, my power,
As angels, wondering, watched me go...
Darkness pondered.
In Bethlehem when angels sang,
And Mother rocked, and
Shepherds knelt...
Darkness watched.
That day long past in temple courts,
Conversing with the elders,
I did not dream--of this...!
Darkness saw.
Such thoughts my heart awoke,
As realization grew, each day...
Darkness shivered.
With John in Jordan’s water,
Even as you spoke my name,
And Spirit came to me with love...
Darkness cursed.
I taught and prayed and healed,
And Peter, John, and others,
Rejoiced to see Your power shown...
Darkness hovered.
There was bread for multitudes to eat,
And wine for wedding feasting,
Women, children, beggars blessed...
Hosannas rang and branches waved,
The people hailed me King!
Yet still they did not understand...
Darkness crouched.
We broke the bread and drank the cup,
We sang a song together,
They could not pray, but took their rest...
Oh, Abba, Father, might it be,
I am a fool -- mistaken?
Can not there be some other way...?
Darkness approaches.
Must I, alone, be taken?
At sadness, doubt, betrayal, shame...
My enemies await me,
I wonder, Father, where are You...?
Darkness sings.
Why did I fail to gather them?
Am I alone? Have I lost all?
Will they remember? Will I live...?
Darkness is here.
Dorcas George
2 comments:
This is beautiful. I have shivers everywhere.
I loved this poem. I never considered that Jesus might have a moment of doubt.
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