Authentically Me, Honestly Us
Psalm 119.105-106
Creator’s paradox for
humanity: individual – corporate.
Spirit’s joyful job,
encourage all humans to be true.
Word Made Flesh walks
among us, teaching as Servant Prelate.
The One engages the
whole, lifts up all, never to subjugate the few.
Enter the gathering,
find your seat.
Open your soul to the
fellowship found.
Express truth as
known, emotions too, a treat.
Be assured, wisdom
comes, the blithe, the profound.
Merton delights in
the educated player.
“Come along then,
what is it that you think?”
We’re not here to
promote truths slayer.
‘Tis a gathering of
mystics find safe water to drink;
Venture forth, bring
out a passionate observation.
Pause from the demands;
listen to a brother’s thought.
Together we explore
the art of contemplation.
Alone we travel time’s
path, by Word Made Flesh sought.
Note the example
Jesus made.
Once sure, He
gathered a loyal band.
A cross-section of
life to whom His ministry laid.
For three years they
trekked Israel’s sand.
Sometimes resting, often
serving, women, men alike;
Walking in silence;
boisterously dancing; a rich life indeed;
None were programmed,
manipulated, coerced to dislike.
Each encouraged to
develop their message, spiritual seed.
Look deeply within,
voice the resonant truth aloud.
With full heart
express Spirit’s insight clear.
Shy not from the
disturbing, confront the crowd.
At times history
turns on a margin quite sheer.
Motley gathering
indeed, this set of folk.
No particular trait
seems to dictate, demand.
Creator has fashioned
a simple servant yolk.
Bring justice, mercy,
goodness into the land.
The Rev. Ronald Allen Melver, M.Div.
2 December 2013
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