Tuesday, December 03, 2013

edge-y (Advent 2-A)

at the river's edge, we
      rub elbows with the
      piously righteous,
   jostling for the best
   position to hear
         the camel-coated, 
             slicked-hair,
             bow-tied
   evangelist
      with his honey-drenched
                words;

at the river's edge, they
            gather,
   the bear wanting to teach
         his cubs to fish,
   the cow sipping a cool
           drink,
   the ewe and lambs
   keeping a wary eye
      on the wolf pack
      playing on the
         sandbar;

ar the river's edge, we
            wait
   for you
         to take off
         your dusty sandals,
      and jump in
      feet first
   drenching us with
            Spirit's
        new life.

(c) 2013 Thom M. Shuman