I often wonder what it would be like to meet Jesus in person, in the flesh, as teacher and rabbi. I wrote this poem, and though not my typical posting, wanted to share it.
JESUS
Majestic he stands
with dignity he speaks
Eyes watch as he moves
Bodies respond at his command
Like the rhythm of water
rushing against rocks
His words stroke my mind
leaving their indelible marks
Humble he walks
Strong he talks
Talent he draws
from his students' hearts
Inspired by his grace
Driven by his praise
my mind yields to give my best
without fear of its test
Intuitively he reacts
Distinctly he moves
Shaking the room
with his presence
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