Friday, December 6, 2013

The Burglars

A poem in response to Logion 21b from the Gospel of Thomas:


I jump at the sound.

My heart quickens.

They burrow in from underneath

seemingly innocent and necessary

-- approval, esteem, power, control, survival, security --

but soon their sharp yellow eyes glow

and rob me of peace.


But wait…

their yellow eyes turn golden and kind... kittens curled on my lap… to be loved, accepted and noticed within this deeper river of life.



Awake, O Soul.

Keep watch.  And wake.

Come, Lord Jesus.




[Jesus says,]
So then, I must also tell you this:
if the master of a household
realizes that a thief is coming,
he will keep watch before he gets there
to prevent him from tunneling into his domain
and stealing his possessions. So from
the beginning of the cosmos, therefore,
you must also keep watch,
binding great power to yourselves,
so that thieves cannot find a way
to get to you. Any outside help
you look for they will try to seize first.
May there be someone among you
who truly understands this.
(Logion 21b)

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