Yes I will
Sit down with you and actually taste
The feast you have laid out for me.
The unforbidden fruit.
I will savour, chew and swallow
I will listen, laugh and chatter
I will tell you about my day
And hear about Yours.
No I will not
perform for your attention
Or to distract you from my mistakes
I will not lash myself to prove
I’m sorry
Nor starve myself of joy in a show
of gratitude
Yes I will live
like a beloved child
Not a desperate, begging orphan
I will unfetter and unbind my love
As I find You in the highways and byways
In the unreligious places
Among the unreligious
And I will enjoy this abundant life
And I will enjoy You.
For the earth is Yours, and everything therein
And the rivers and the fields and the heights and the depths
And death and life and angels and demons
And correct, or mistaken, thoughts about You
Cannot separate me from Your love
Fear has starved me
As I have shrunk back, knelt down,
backed away from the table
Smiled, and smiled
Given pieces of myself away
I thought, to You
And for Your sake.
But you have set a feast for me
And I am tired of looking on
While my mouth waters.
I’m hungry for You.
Actual, now You
Living
Loving
Healing
Seeing
Speaking
You may have to spoon feed me
To begin with.
Teach me to chew and swallow
Until I learn how to nourish myself
On your bounty
You may have to hold my face in yours
Please hold my face in yours
Lock our eyes
Let my starving heart feast and fill
On your fierce
Passion.
There’s even more than I dared to imagine
Beyond the nails, the bloody spectacle,
The empty tomb, the leaving upwards.
There’s more, I can see it.
Smell it.
Let’s eat.
