And Peter

And Peter 

 

Before you, like all were conceived, I knew you 

When ideas came, before others would even perceive 

Atoms, molecules, smallest of all, invisible to any eyes, were in view

Nothing was hidden, that I knew, and so were you

 

Like all before you came, you became in One, was only known

As you traveled through water, to emerge between knees

A previous gift of life, like all greeted with smiles of relief, even joy

You will grow to be loved, nourished, cherished, higly favored

 

Will you allow A Visitor to enter your domain, to deliberately enter your need

Many a sickness fester in the soul, waiting impatiently for deliverance

As one so loved, laid up sick of the fever, waited for her turn 

When it came, felt her sickness fled, as she ministered in loud praises

 

Finding your vocation, passion driven, inside your purpose 

The sea would welcome you, teeming with lives, a many splendid thing 

On your dinghy under the stars by night, the moon smiles

Dancing on waves, with the wind in your face, salt on your skin

 

Ever willing to admit your flawed nature, again as later we will see

When no fish showed up for company, came by to break your net at the sea

Your declaration of whom you'll follow, by a tongue from which cursings once came

Gladly extolled such A One, a name above every other name

 

Let's go a fishing the cries came up, there you were 

Your language, personality, character, forged by boisterous waves 

Called to fish for men, who like fish may choose to bite or not

Will you love One enough to feed sheep as when you fished for men?

 

While not close to His bosom as one, you were never far away 

Even tempestuous waters knew you would walk on them, just don't look away

As you cried for help, onlookers had their say on another day 

A cry heard above the waves of life, as all with a mind ought to do

 

You asked to declare such wise sayings, spoken from lips that breathed life

Told of a rock that cannot be broken, unlike you a stone

An unwelcomed presence knew when told, "get behind",  much to your chagrined 

Transparency displayed, if tribute should be paid, or how much should one be forgiven

 

A little of you shines in us, inquiring what we will gain, for having all forsaken 

Sincerely promising to never forsake nor deny, be wide awake, not close an eye 

 Mesmerized, when light shone from a body brighter that all lumanaries, way up high

Cursings and swearings ensued when asked the question of all questions 

 

Will you allow your feet to be washed, it's not for what's on them

As what's in your heart, yet One would humbly stoop low to wash you, as all

To restrain from such, meant no part with such a welcoming guest 

Now you know, you wished to be washed from head to the rest

 

One look of love, pierced your soul, as you felt forgiveness 

Weeping for the love that was shown, while so undeserving

When as promised, unlike any, The Life Giver, came from the tomb 

You were remembered, to be told the wonderful story 

 

In all of us there is a little of you, if we took the time to look

If in our failings through much railings we would come to accept

We are no good by ourselves, without our Life Source

The mention of your name gives us hope, beyond our despair

 

On another day you stood up filled, possessed, by another

When all listened, would ask the fateful question 

A genesis unlike all had begun, and when in life forgiven 

You chose to go out, dying a grateful death, upside down

Chris G Peters

Poet

Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.