day 333

with hands, wet with poisoned blood,
they wiped, the thirty coins,
and left the inside to the outside
as the delicate trees should one day benefit.

delicate, hands, we touch, unable to bear
the weight of commitment and responsibility
so we sink, in with the rushing tap,
and we disappear, and appear with renewed fear.

words, destined, foretold, the disciple departed a season,
returned, the touch, kiss, and giver and the giving, confused -
betrayed, such love! to give up and to be given,
the condemnation that pre-empted salvation
we cannot understand.

trans-finitude, we skip and shift, one to the another,
fish, a galleon centuries later, we meet near shores,
and we become less and more, you and I, who are you,
why did I care, why did I give; I give, hence I do not give.

to those we care not, or care with an indifference inherent in their performances,
you will not know Him unless you betray Him.

Un-less,
where less is more; not less, more than less, always more.
sufficient grace.
only the human can forsake God.
only the atheist can meet God.
Where the radical Neutral (the Other who is not other) stands in between
the poles of difference.