Suppose little me
should climb up a tree
the better to see
the man Jesus. . . .
I must at once know
the Christ is below
and come here to show
me salvation.
Can I meet his gaze
despite self-seeking ways,
profit-packed days,
and false accusations?
It never was I
all that error ... a lie
must come down from its high
to extinction.
I now have a new
Christ-focused view!
It's proving me true
to God's creation.
Now I can go in
to sup with him
and he with me,
joyfully.
Poetry
We often get correspondence about the poetry in the religious periodicals. One of our contributors who has had several poems published recently shared some ideas. We thought the following comment was almost like poetry itself:
"For me a poem communicates an idea, an impression of a vision frozen in words, which will find its echo in the reader's heart. There is a calmness in poetry, a certain stillness, catching very often the beauty of eternity."
