refusing myself

 

i love to accept all those who come to me

and all they bring to me to sell

to exchange, or to give as gifts

both grace and all mercy

but my smallness thwarts my deed

refusing that is not my race, color, or creed

snubbing, also, my own breed

giving freely into my control, my greed

with this i also refuse myself grace

like refusing a beggar who seeks to plead

or a debtor requesting yet another chance

but let freely a cheater to defraud

© henry victor     30.08.2003

announcing your presence

your presence i seek beyond my thoughts

acknowledging your being, and i struggle
to connect also with your becoming
that is part of my own biography!

in my pain i see your pain; and in my joys

i enjoy your joys discerning and discovering
your faint presence wrapped up tightly
in my feeble presence that is spat upon

and trampled under the feet of those tall stout

and short and slim, the so-called elected
members of today’s Dunvegan  Sanhedrin
and i, now, wait for your risen presence

with patience and a new spirit of inquiry to walk

ahead beyond Golgotha into Emmaus to break
bread with Jesus for  my heart to glow and feel
a warmth as my tongue announces your presence!