KENOSIS

Below is a timely poem by Luci Shaw, one of my favorite poets. Luci Shaw passed on December 1st at the age of 96 and continued to write until her new beginning. In simplicity of words she captured the height, depth, width and breath of Him who is the WORD! Ponder, wonder & Enjoy!

KENOSIS

Luci Shaw

In sleep his infant mouth works in and out. 

He is so new, his silk skin has not yet 

been roughed by plane and wooden beam 

nor, so far, has he had to deal with human doubt. 

He is in a dream of nipple found, 

of blue-white milk, of curving skin 

and, pulsing in his ear, the inner throb 

of a warm heart’s repeated sound. 

His only memories float from fluid space. 

So new he has not pounded nails, hung a door 

broken bread, felt rebuff, bent to the lash, 

wept for the sad heart of the human race.