May 4, 2007

Loaves and Fishes: A Poem for Grace

Fished from the ocean of compassion,
baked in the oven of his heart,
broken, given; in like fashion
may I do my part:
catching the fish you have provided,
baking the bread from grain you give,
sharing with all the gifts, divided
that we all might live.

—Tobias Haller BSG


Grandmère Mimi said...

Tobias, this is good, quite moving. Is Grace a person, or do you ask for the gift of grace? And you rhyme! I don't believe I could do that, but my muse visits so infrequently that it's hard to say.

Tobias said...

Thanks GM. In this time of so much tension and seeking after self, I keep trying to remind myself what is really important in the church.

I do like rhyming verse, especially when I'm in a lyrical mood. (I thought this one might make a decent song...) But I also appreciate free verse, and even more blank verse (I guess it's my Shakespearean ack-tor background.)

I meant grace as a gift, but now you mention it, I think Grace is a person, and you know of Whom I speak ;-)

Grandmère Mimi said...

Tobias, yes.

And I see that you're feline now. When our cat-hating dog goes to dog heaven, I want to return to being owned by a cat.