At this time, I find myself challenged by the Christ we follow. The Icon of Christ the Redeemer by Rublev provides a focus for this challenge.


So – was he then so
Fierce? Those eyes, dark
In the ochre oval of his face
Pin intellect to soul in
A transfixing glance – no
Shrugging that look off in
Complacent evasion.
– Ah,
Friend, there were those who
Turned away, but with no
Ease: rather the words weighed
Against the challenge of the light as
Lightly we trod his path.
“Who am I?” he asked
Insistently, denying escape.
An answer? Dangerous,
Wild, challenging, too
Close to know? Lord, we said,
Desperately, and found it so.


4 thoughts on “Icon

  1. Good poem–turns the words into the moment, turns the moment out of the words–‘but with no / ease’ and ‘”Who am I?”…denying escape’ as well as the final lines are of the best…

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