To
My Students
I saw the City Of God on a hill
It was a river that flowed in all directions, and was directionless
It was full of color and light and sorrow and triumph
It had no name , no beginning , no end
It flowed in an endless stream of Love from place to place
From encounter to encounter
Sometimes she cried
Sometimes she moaned
Sometimes there was no sound at all
The river, She embraced us and gave us our true path
It was so painful , to be loved that much
And still be in this body
Until I realized that Her Own Body had swallowed up all of
us
No matter where we were in the river, She was there
Loving us
With us
Breathing Us
Being Us
So I thanked her and dove right in.
By
Marsha T Metzger Copyright © 2004 Marsha T Metzger
This is Gratitude This is Gratitude
To Look in to the mirror
See Death
And Reflect back resurrection
This is knowledge
To look in the mirror
And See only Christ
This is suffering
To turn your back
From the Mirror
By Marsha T Metzger
© copyright 2004 Marsha T Metzger |
