finding Jesus

In the morning, while it was still very dark, he got up and went out to a deserted place, and there he prayed.  And Simon and his companions hunted for him. (Mark 1:35-36)

we tiptoe
      behind Jesus,
   waiting for him
   to pause for
               just
         a minute,
      before we gather
               him
   up in the net,
   taking him home
   to pin him to
   the board with
         the rest of the
         collection;

we hunt for
               Jesus,
   knowing that
   when we bag him,
      we can mount
                him,
         stuffed,
      on the wall
      in the den
   beside all the
   other gifts of
          creation
      we destroy;

once our quest for
                 Jesus
         is done,
   we cement him
   to a ceramic base,
        polishing him
        to a soft, warm
            glow,
   and lock him behind
   the glass doors,
   with all the other
                trophies
   of our achievements.

(c) 2015 Thom M. Shuman