The world is a monstrous yoke.
It oppresses with cursed spirits.
And only with Faith in a different time
do I save my dreams.
To unfold the covenant in an instant
and return centuries back.
To come back to my Lord
as a recognized Jew.
Let the Baptist prophesy
from the waters of the Jordan.
Let Bethesda stir
for some poor soul in anguish.
Let heaven open in a moment
before faithful Nathaniel.
Let angels descend from above
upon Rachel's children.
Let me climb the mountain,
illuminated by a Heavenly beam,
and may the garment, infinitely Holy,
be a Day for my spirit.
To witness the Holy Supper
with Jacob, Peter, and John.
And to find myself among them -
tested, faithful, called.
Zacchaeus, gazing at the mulberry tree,
or the blind man Bartimaeus…
Everywhere, a Morning Star
will crush the dark villain.
With Her I want to live
and find comfort in the miracle.
On the paths of Judea
to walk to Her on foot.
And today my heart prays:
Bring us back to You, Jesus!
Let the heavy burdens cease
of our most trying days.
We live by Your Holy Word.
Behold our souls! You are there!
The True Star, which
is our Call, Love, and Temple!
Stefan Glavchev
(Copper Bowl)
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