Meditation Poem Easter Wednesday: The walk to Emmaus:
Emmaus Firewalk
We forget the onceness of it all,
His isness the ever present
Presence joining them
And us along the way of grief.
The dry tinder of their walking hearts
Long drained of ease of tears
Seeking the relief of action and escape
Become a conflagration now of single word spark made
The hidden One who walked with them
Who broke their bread to mend their hearts
Was even then appearing to women, apostles, poor lost Peter
Resurrection broke not just the tomb but time itself
Unleashed eternity upon an unsuspecting world
His wounds the unwinding backwards
Of the tight twine of history’s binding
While resurrection power handfasts
Us all the more to blessedness
All while assuring futures of us yet unborn and unthought-of
Seeing us and seeing them and all who were and would be
In one simple moment of love in one always open eye
Lamb and Ram and Scapegoat all at once He is
We tell our tales of this and this and this
Our Gospels bound by time and place our stories
Reach from once upon to ever after with quest between
Yet all that happened on that morn was then
at once, and ever after both
Flamed and fired and formed anew our history
In the cracked kiln of His heart
And that is really now, and here,
So come now upon this dusty road
Where deep looking you will see
Flaming footprints at your side
A burning in your heart
as the bread of moments breaks
in Holed and holy hands
As you Emmaus walk with me
Easter Wednesday
Weds 15th 2020
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