The Wedding Surprise
A man, a king, invites us all to jump
to make his own world great again, not ours.
Tyrants by all names, Putin or called Trump,
Imagine the world subject to their powers.
We first seek God among the many decent,
Who find their names inscribed on the king’s floor-plan.
Their gold-edged invitations the king has sent
To let them think they’re different from the poor man.
But the poor are there, waiters, homeless sons,
Ice addicts, women trafficked, trapped and cowed,
Like ‘Where’s Wally’ we watch the poorer ones,
Try to see God hidden among the wedding crowd.
Look! That person who may be from the slum,
God, roughly dressed and humble, has finally come.
- Matthew 22:1-14
- Jesus begins his parable, ‘The Kingdom of heaven is like a man, a king, (anthropo basiliei)’, perhaps warning the reader not to identify God with this human tyrant.
The Wedding Procession – Fabbi Fabbio (1861-1946)
Mary’s there, Jesus’ mother – and his friends,
(called disciples in pious prophecy.)
There’re some servants whom Jesus sends
With transformed water for the maître-d’.
The maître-d’ drinks deep and calls the host,
The bashful bridegroom takes the praise to heart.
It seems a full cast for the wedding: most
strangely the groom has mislaid his sweetheart.
Good wine, once it’s started, must be consumed,
So starts a party now and for always.
And the Bride herself is forced to be assumed –
The attentive Reader prayerfully obeys.
So, dear Reader, put on your wedding gown and ring,
And go to Jesus your spouse, and with him dance and sing!
Press the infinity loop, the Moebius strip,
Christ’s incarnation, two become one, yes,
alloy of connubial companionship,
Wife and spouse bless each other’s tenderness.
Six large pitchers to purify the night –
How much purity do bride and husband need?
No! Throw out the rules of restricting rite,
let newly-weds on love’s infinity feed.
The love of lovers cannot be pegged or clipped.
It flows like cabernet through crypted cellars,
Flooding, spreading like a tide over-tipped,
Baffling gift of Bible’s story-tellers.
Each gives all, receives all, sets each other free,
Bridegroom, Lover, Bride in Holy Trinity.
- Isaiah 62:1-5, Psalm 36:5-10, John 2-1-11