Things that go nowhere
I believe in God Almighty and in Jesus Messiah his only Son our Lord
Who so loved the world he gave us blue skies
And all those other things that go nowhere
Like a song in an empty house
A river without a boat
And a broken heart as an answer.
Who was born of the Holy Spirit and the Virgin Mary
Who played and laughed, wept and slept
Worked late; drank and ate.
Offended preachers who pretended
Fuddled teachers who were leeches
Lawyered lawyers who lawyered
Rocked Romans and Jews on six o’clock news
Delighted children
Excited me
Had fun under the sun
Performed miracles in coracles.
Was crucified under the enlightenment of Pontius Pilate
Rose from the dead on Day Three of my shopping spree
Ascended into heaven’s leaven
And sits at the right hand of the Father in that house across the road.
And now! … is the song in my empty house
The ripple in my river
The sweetness of the silence
In the broken-hearted faces on my street
Which come to judge and bless the living and the dead.
Peter Volkofsky (Spring 2012)
