Spy Wednesday: a meditation

Spy Wednesday:

We feel it once again
approach,
the annual reminder,
the telling of the
true tale;
of the betrayal
of love,
of light,
of God
that exists
not just then
but
always;
an option in each
moment.
Beguiled by shadows
of desire,
always appearing
bigger and better
than the that whose
shape
they,
in their smoke selves
flickeringly take
falsely;
we tell ourselves
the story
as old as eden
"It is for our good,
for their good,
for goodness sake,
for eventual good."
But we
know,
always,
deep down we
know,
as inch by inch,
step by step,
we turn our back on
Him,
on Love,
and allow
the callous clinking of
coin
to fall upon the
floor
of a once clean
sanctuary,
our fairy gold that
disappears
in morning light,
yet we,
knowing that good is
hard,
too often
take the eden easy
way,
and
descend the
steps of
desire
until despair
beckons...
Hold!
He is looking at
you,
always,
in this moment,
meet His eyes,
who saw you
first in
eternal
gaze of Love
from everlasting,
and hear Him call
your true
name!
Give Him
your
judas shrunken self,
lost in egoic agony,
and let
His betrayed and bought
blood
purchase for you
instead
Peter's
true tears,
crystalising
into repentant
rock
beneath
Easter's
thrice told
benediction.