Electrically charged ions
slither and snap
as befuddled minds grapple
with words that
seem senseless.
The "follow me" teacher
figures says, "stay here -
where I go,
you can't."
To astounded, gung-ho
volunteers,
He says, "No, you won't,
and what's more,
you'll fail me."
"Look at me
and you'd seen Him.
Don't you know me?
After all you've seen
and heard,
how could Kingdom,
earthly-law-defying-power
come from my hands alone?
Do you not trust me?"
Theory becomes personal
as they
and we
ponder.
How long have I known Him
and yet
I don't trust the intimacy
of true knowing?
Why does the risk
loom gigantic -
an insurmountable barrier
that paralyzes my feet?
Even though I straggle behind,
choosing shadows
and mere echoes of His voice,
still He turns
with kindness
and beckons
me closer.
Do I dare
(disturb the universe)?
And
do I
dare?
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