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Yeshua -- 28, Two By Two

In the beginning. . .
was the word

 The Lord gave the word: great was the company of those that published it. Psalms 68:11

xxviii Two by Two

 

Was the cry they heard a kestrel's or a distressed gull

     or a passing soul or one not wanting to, a disciple

asked as fog burned off  the harbor and left the water

 

glazed with fire:  Yeshua roused from dozing lightly.  Sun

     turned the shore rocks ocher.  A bee thrummed near;

they watched it hover.  John, who squatted to mend a net,

 

said he once saw a crack open in midair through which

     a shadow appeared, some darkling creature from

its dark lair, up across the wall, as if watching, and no light

 

to give it shape or substance  - was it real or evil if it were?

     Zebedee called his boys to basket their catch, to stop

lazing.  Which is worse, Andrew asked, the world's allure,

 

the flesh or the spirit war we are blind to see?  What

     infects us isn't only me, another added.  We've seen

the work of entities not bound by flesh or temporality,

 

right rabbi, haven't we?  They gazed at him like children.

     I give you power to cast out and cure, he told them.

Take nothing for the journey.  Simon bar-Jonah drifted

 

elsewhere, sprawled slack-mouthed, eyes shut.  He snored,

     unmuzzled.  His brother plucked his beard to wake him.

The meager catch was little bother.  A squad of geese v'eed

 

low in wheeling down, skittered, barely creased the sea in

     landing.  Go in two's, Yeshua said.  His eyes searched each

until each glanced away.  Then they stood and stretched and

 

yawned and scratched and skipped a couple stones and waited

     for him to pair them, which two and where.  If he split

the brothers, chose the others even-odd, no one complained.