Reformation

Once upon a time a Wizard gave a kaleidoscope

to an aspiring Rabbi.  His heart was open wide.

“Look in here for the Divine

and her ways and you’ll always

be restless under its sway,”

said the Wizard.

And so it was:

the Rabbi gazed

into the kaleidoscope

and his Spirit

began to spin –

a myriad of colors

and shapes

tantalizing his imagination.

Understand the Divine?

No!  Simply witness

Its vastness, diversity, and colors;

use metaphors and similes

and become a storyteller.

And sure enough

the band that followed

seldom understood.

For them the kaleidoscope of the Divine

is too much to behold.

Instead look here

with the naked eye

and tunnel vision

and never question

how you see

the Divine –

quit your head

from spinning.

And so it goes:

The Kaleidoscope Prophet

is strung up on a cross

and the Kaleidoscope

becomes a threat

and the Divine Imagination

lost.

Yet, God,

the great iconoclast,

still visits

her dear Church.

Camped outside

the Wizard

offers

a Kaleidoscope

of rebirth.

Copyright @2018 by Kenn Storck

May be used with permission

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