Reflections for

19th Sunday in Ordinary Time, Aug 10, 2014

Genesis 37:1-4, 12-28; Psalm 105: 1-6, 16-22, 45b; (1 Kings 19:9-18; Psalm 85:8-13;) Romans 10:5-15; Matthew 14:22-33

Poetry

The whole world over

I see him, mariner Jesus, walking on corrupted
waters of the Danube while down in silted depths
lurk the unexploded bombs of lately wars; I walk out,
hand in hand with the poem, crossing on the high
redemption bridge, to earth corrupted by tar and concrete,
where down in the darkly shiftless soil words crawl,
eyeless and eager. Between sleep and day, light
and black, I grow conscious of compelling truths—
but something in the ego-wassailing of flesh compels me
back to comfort, and something in the slippery
eel-mud of the mind eases towards sleep, though always
Jesus plods on over all the corrupted waters
heading for the unforgiving hill, for his piercing
cry of forgiveness out-into-the-outraged world.

 

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