July 14, 2017

My Journey to God

Non-Sensing Man

The cashmere-coated man
brusquely knocks aside
the wretched sidewalk dweller’s hand.
Too preoccupied with self-indulgent thoughts,
he ignores the pleading eyes.
“Don’t you smell
the fetid odor of my decaying hope?
Don’t you feel
the wrenching pain of my loneliness?
Don’t you taste
the bitter serving of my life’s fare?
Don’t you hear
the muffled scream of my tormented heart?
Don’t you see
the tarnished beauty of my battered soul?
Oh foolish, non-sensing man.
Don’t you know
that I was sent as your salvation?

(Based on Mt 25:34-36 and 1 Tm 6:17-19)

By Michael Edwards
 

(Michael Edwards is a member of St. Boniface Parish in Fulda.) †

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