The Unveiling

A poem, of sorts, in response to Logion 113 from the Gospel of Thomas:


As a bride's veil is lifted -- uncovering the haze before her eyes --

She sees in brighter colors and sharper form.

Ah.  Here is the One in front of me.

The apocalypse.

             The unveiling.

It is the moment she "steps fully into the Now"

Eyes open.      Mystery wide.

Dipping her fingers into the wide yawn of Life.

The awakening.

Come, Lord Jesus.


His students asked him, 
"On what day will the kingdom arrive?" 
"Its coming cannot be perceived 
from the outside," he said. 
"You cannot say, 
'Look, it's over there,' or 
'No, here it is.' 
The Father's realm 
Is spreading out 
Across the face of the earth, 
And humanity is not able 
To perceive it." 
(Logion 113, Gospel of Thomas)