Left Behind
Mark 1:19, 20-- A
little farther up the shore Jesus saw Zebedee’s sons, James and John, in a boat
repairing their nets. He called them at once, and they also followed him,
leaving their father, Zebedee, in the boat with the hired men.
How hard for Zebedee to watch his sons
Discard their lines and follow this Unknown
Such disbelief, abandonment as ones
He knew linked to his loins proved they had grown
Apart. A child is
given—Mazel tov!—
Made in the spitting image of our dreams
And dazzled by reflection we resolve
To dedicate our lives to theirs. It seems
Intentions of their hearts and ours are lured
Toward certainty of similarity
The tug of bonding leaves us reassured
Relationship resides in clarity
Such web is woven so we might forget
We sit at sunset clutching empty net.
--Annette
Lovrien Duncan
