I thought I Knew Him
I thought I knew him.
I saw the smiles, the calloused feet,
The gentle eyes that were warm and sure.
I felt the charisma, crystal clear,
Flow over the urgent press of people.
I watched, as with upstretched arms,
He embraced the sky.
I blinked at his announcing luminescence;
Fell in sudden fear, my spirit
Floundering at his feet.
I heard and tried to understand.
I thought I knew him, but he knew me.
Under a moonlit tree in prayer
His light left echoes of lustre
On its laudatory leaves.
I knew love as never before,
And love knew me.