Or, Reflections on the Gospel of John in Response to Leonard Cohen
Bread fills me.
I hunger again.
Wine makes the heart glad.
My thirst is not quenched.
I have seen all done under the sun.
Truth eludes me.
As the wonder of a man with a virgin.
Yet the unity is cracked.
Tasting, hearing, smelling, seeing, feeling all these mundane joys,
Yet I die.
Surely there is more
To being, to life;
Bread which satiates, drink which vivifies,
Truth that finds me.
Surely there is a marriage of unbroken communion.
Jesus says, I AM.