BEGINNING AT JERUSALEM
(Luke 24: 44-53)
Begin in the brightly painted kitchens.
At the table set for supper and on the wide couches
where we watch TV. Begin while we are sorting
the laundry, writing out the shopping list.
And in front of our bathroom mirrors.
Begin in the barns among the warmth of animals
and the smells of grain and manure.
Begin in the growing fields, and in the flooded
pastures, and where the rains have not come
and the soil is cracked and hard.
Begin in the gleaming office towers, the shiny
shopping malls, the sweaty factory floors.
Begin on crumbling sidewalks and amid
the rumble of subways. At machines, at our desks,
by the coffee makers and computers.
Begin with the rich, the comfortable.
Begin with the poor, the desperate.
Among the successful, the self-assured.
Among the failed and the floundering.
In the glitter of the halls of power,
and in the cold and shadowed corners
of tragedy and defeat.
Begin on a day when the sun is brilliant;
on a day when the sky is gray.
In a time when economies are favorable;
in a time when all is rust;
at the moment when leaders are caring;
or amid indifference, hostility, despair.
Let us begin beginning again. And whether
we have begun and triumphed, or begun
and struggled and faltered, we will continue
our beginning, as we have from our beginning,
which is wherever
and whoever we are.
Andrew, your poems are so incredibly beautiful. I have quoted from them more than once in my sermons and prayers and I hope you have received more followers for my having done so. Is it acceptable, with proper citation of course, to put this one in our May newsletter at Advent Lutheran Church in Melbourne, Florida,
Thank you for visiting my blog and for your appreciation of my poems. Permission for use is gratefully granted! Blessings to you and your congregation.