Sunday 8 September 2013

Mary of Bethany


I saw her

I gazed into her eyes

And looked and loved and listened

As she poured, through teary eyes,

The golden nectar of passion,

Sweet with perfume

A river rich in sorrow

Through strands of tumbling hair

A precious kiss.


I watched her

She closed her eyes

Pale, forlorn, fragile,

As she anointed, in gracious waves,

Her tears of crucifixion,

Wounded with loss

Through worn weary fingers

A vial of sadness

A healing kiss.


I saw her

I felt her pain

The love, the desire, the loss,

Ignored by everyone, not caring who saw her,

A prayer of forgiveness

Sharing her love,

Washing away with braids of suffering

Her gentle courage

A tender kiss.



He watched her

He felt the oil anoint him,

Adoration, devotion, salvation,

A glance amidst destructions moment,

The oil caressing his skin

Bathed with anguish

Drenched in devotion, passionate grace

No room, no time, no regret,

A heart of submission

A cherished kiss.

1 comment:

  1. what a beautiful submission eh? that and the one of the annointing with perfume...what sticks with me is that they would have smelled of their worship all day

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