Living Jesus
O Dead
Jesus,
we remember
the one day we had
two at best,
to walk away in sadness
yes, but
also in unshackled freedom,
free from
your hard way,
free to live
for ourselves only
free to walk
utterly alone and in illusory control
making our
way down the freeway
driving
ourselves and each other crazy
crumpling
and bursting into flames in the guardrail
but at least
we weren’t following your road
the way of
crosses and costly love
and bodies spent
O Living
Jesus
you are the
next day of this crashed life
when we can
no longer live
our lazy daydream
life in and of and for ourselves
now we who
follow you our brother and friend,
eating
broken-body-bread and bloodshed-wine
living in
the ethereal Spirit of your haunting presence
now we find
ourselves unexpectedly
mysteriously
, resistantly, and joyfully
living Jesus as our new selves-in-action
out of
control in loving and giving and praising
and out of
our minds in following you
where ever your
next crazy offering
of
yourself-in-us may be
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