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Friday, March 9, 2012

THE TEMPLE



THE TEMPLE

In the midst of the foreboding night
You are born through the rapture of light
Your beauty shatters the darkness into shame
Like blazing coal glowing in scarlet snow
Your cry suddenly breaks silence into pieces

And the prison water unshackles you to the sky
Where the winds sing a lullaby of freedom
And fireworks fill the heavens with frozen sparks
Yet when I look into my heart, you are there
Still being born, basking in your eternal youth…


Commentary:

This poetograph is a visual and poetical commentary  on the Gospel this 3rd Sunday of Lent on the "cleansing of the temple" by Jesus (John 2:13-25).  It also reminds us of the Pauline theology of the human body:  "Your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit...."   (1 Cor:19-20).

I took the photo ages ago when I visited Greece.  It's one the temples in Athens.  Strolling one night, I was mesmerized by the sight of it glowing in the dark from a distance.   I thought of a sacred thing that was experiencing birth at that very moment...