Come Any Other Way.

Oh God,
come any other way,
but not as a child.

Come in a space ship
so we can call you alien
and a figment.

Wash up on shore
as a castaway, an unknown,
scraggly and salt soaked.

Walk into town as a vagabond
so we can call the authorities
to distance us.

Stand by the side of the road
with a cardboard sign
so we can hand you a twenty and drive on.

But please don’t come as a baby.
Don’t come and coo and cry
and take our breath away.

Don’t come as we did,
dependant and humble
and wrapped up tight.

Just don’t, don’t be so vulnerable
as a wonder from a womb
bathed in the liquid of humanity.

Don’t come as a child, please.
For then we would need to
hold you in our arms.

Don’t come as an infant
so innocent and small
for we might get emotional.

Don’t come as we once were
to become as we
should be.

Don’t come in this mysterious way
for then we might come
and adore you.

Comments

  1. thoughts to ponder.

  2. Reblogged this on G. Allen Barrett Poet. Writer. .

  3. Beautiful, Jerry.

  4. You take my breath away. So beautiful!

  5. Reblogged this on His Eye Is On This Sparrow and commented:
    He gave up all to come to earth and become our All.

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