Tuesday, February 25, 2020

The Fifth Luminous Mystery - poem

Lawrence Hall
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poeticdrivel.blogspot.com


The Fifth Luminous Mystery
 
Passover. Romans patrol all the streets
But we are invited to a rented hall
And who paid for the cleaning deposit?
I’m a little nervous; do I look okay?

This is a big deal. I’m not even Jewish
But I’m honored to have been invited
Because I’m not anybody special
But the Host makes everyone feel welcome

I know that no one is worthy of this
But still I ask myself – am I Judas?

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