by Mary Lynn Adzema
Audio Presentation by the Author:
You made it, Jesus
Up the sacred river born of tears
Tears flowing from Galgotha spring
Upstream, upstream from suffering to joy
Is what the trip is all about.
And it’s our turn now
But reading holy books is not enough
For castaways in time
The trip begins inside
Inside Lachrymal ducts,
According to our latest map of Grace
Branching to the limbic cortex
And our Book of Job
Should we care to read it.
Meanwhile beneath the theta waves
Rocks and shoals emerge
In dream
And at the restless shadowed brink,
Are memories
Or are they angels in disguise
Waiting to unscale a child’s eyes
So you and I can simply be…
Perhaps this is our Genesis
To breast the current of the Now
Half in fear, half in joy
At swimming
Knowing of the existential possiblity
Baptism was by lightning
And our only rosary,
A chain of protein molecules
Aquiver with the holy certainty…
I am.
Becoming Authentic 