Poems

The Magi

Wise man, you say?
I wouldn’t say that we were wise.
Clever, maybe.
Goodness knows.
 
Magi, you say?
That might be nearer the truth.
Dare not say “king”.
Goodness knows.
 
Three, you say?
Depends who are you counting.
Us? Our servants? Our attendents? Our camels?
So how many were we?
Goodness knows.
 
Gold, you say?
Frankincense, you say?
Myrrh, you say?
We bought him gifts. The best gifts we could bring.
Gold for a king? Anyone can spend gold, I would say.
Frankincense for a priest? It is burnt by priests. And by others too.
Myrrh for a burial? It is wrapped around corpses. And perfumes the marriage bed. 
Goodness knows.
 
From the East, you say?
Would you like to know my house number too?
Babylon? Arabia? Iran?
Ethiopia is east from somewhere I suppose.
Or maybe Tarshish. Wherever that is.
Goodness knows.
 
Yes, goodness knows.
Goodness has always known.
We came to find goodness.
Born in a stable. Born to humble maid. Born a human.
Not what we were expecting.
Not the usual kind of king, and yet so much better than a king.
And where will it lead?
Goodness knows.

Unrecorded

In John, a sceptic.
In Acts, a believer.
The change;
Unrecorded.
 
In Mark, a carpenter.
In Galatians, a pillar.
The change;
Unrecorded.
 
In Galilee, a brother.
In Jerusalem, an elder.
The change;
Unrecorded.
 
The Lord appeared to Cephas.
The Lord appeared to the Twelve.
The Lord appeared to five hundred at once.
The Lord appeared to James.
Unrecorded.
 
Not everything is written.
Not everything is told.
Much happens in the silence.
And is left unrecorded.
 
The story is not over, though the book is closed.
The resurrected Christ lives on, though his biographers are gone.
These encounters are not ended; the last hard heart not changed.
Who next will meet the risen Lord?
Unrecorded.

Why Would We Wait?

Are you waiting for this to be over to be the person you want to be?
Are you waiting for this trouble to pass to be the change you want to see?
Are you waiting for this virus to die, to have life and live fully?
Why?
Why would you wait?
 
Reveal your heart, a wide and open space.
Let each of your friends see within their place.
Enough room and more to widen your embrace.
Why would we wait?
 
Give. Let the hungry taste your riches’ crumb.
Why surrender souls for the sake of such a petty sum?
Poverty ends when the Kingdom comes.
Why would we wait?
 
Do you long for justice? To see the world made free?
Then stand up to be counted, and take the knee.
Black Lives Matter now, you see.
Why would we wait?
 
Every day is a chance to improve.
Little by little, closer to Jesus you move.
And when he comes, your faith will be proved.
Why would we wait?
 
Life is not paused. You’re not in suspense.
Limbo’s a dogma long since dispensed.
You’ve already conquered all this world will present.
We will not wait.
 
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