Jesus

I know you You started as a name spoken with reverence but never in temple I felt nothing sometimes I felt irritated I didn't know You Then one day I became interested explored you in books but did not believe You to be part of God A man only A very good man only then years later me a Jewish woman in the depths of despair having lost everything that mattered feeling the weight of guilt and regret Met You no more were You a man only or a religious figure for others a being I once rolled my eyes about upon hearing You praised You were in all Your glory; your fiery white your gentle hello your chiseled shimmery profile close enough to touch A part of God or God's physical being or his son My background so much of me in it leaves me unable to define you but I know You now and can never again deny You Jesus; Poetry by Susan M. Walker, 2013