Where Do I Go?

Throats on the Sword's Edge 07 of 07

 

 

Where Do I Go?

 

 

When I fell asleep long years ago

            I was in the dust equal made

                        with the kings of my fathers

but as I walked in dreams

            I saw them not though

                        perhaps the bright light blinded my eyes

then but asleep for a little while

            I awoke for I heard the Teacher calling

                        Lazarus, come forth

 

Ah, Rabbi, dear friend

            of my close kith and kin

                        the Romans nailed you to a cross

where then were those who threw the palms

            before the donkey's hooves and where

                        were they with whom you supped the night before

it matters not for like the Baptist

            you too were struck down in your prime

                        and where now be the Kingdom yet not come

 

Your tomb was empty

            for I saw it with my eyes

                        but who rolled away the stone

and did you also walk lost in dreams

            just a little while in the blinding light

                        or did you see the kings of our fathers

before some unknown voice cried

            Jeshua, come forth

                        to stroll as ghost with crucifixion wounds

 

Ah, Rabbi, my sisters say

            you be the holy Son of God

                        and so also the Lord of Hosts

that all prophesies now be fulfilled

            and you be risen from the grave

                        yet my sisters of me forget

for I too came forth from the grave

            and though you tarried but a little while

                        I perhaps still have many years left to walk

 

Dear, sisters, the years have flowed

            the Apostles and Disciples have scattered

                        like grains of sand before the gusting wind

some gone to the cross, lions and sword

            yet there be no end to this world of woe

                        for no angels or the Kingdom be come

Caesar still sits in Rome while here

            the high priests bicker in the temple

                        but I, Lazarus, now know not where be home

 

 

See also:

 

1 Rope and Tree 

2 No Song for Them Sung

3 Do Not Weep for Me

4 The Fool on the Hill

5 Where the Wild Dogs Howl

6 Blood on the Lance

 

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