Christ in the Desert by Nicholas Roerich, 1933 |
A poem inspired by Matthew 17:1-9, the Gospel reading at St Stephen Walbrook on Thursday 27th February:
When our only perspective is face value,
let us consider the contours and textures of our own;
an image of creation.
Fear is a faceless world without features;
Stretched so thin it lacks depth.
Transparency an unintended by-product of extreme tension;
our face shining because it’s skin tight.
Glory is the shining face on top of the rugged mountain;
A white light; full of every colour.
Let us all thank God for mountains;
even those of us not yet invited to the top.