Jesus In The Temple

Murmurs of the dust and bricks of the house of your dad called Dialogues on the mystic ways of the kingdom enthralled Food for your psychic power, from cosmic secrets you drew Winds of words of your wisdom, around the environs, blew. The earth and the heavens were adorned with rainbow attire. To spell out the soul of salvation, you were on fire. Awe filled the deep souls of beings in each interaction. Weren't you the saviour who salvaged humans from destruction? Joseph knew this. Emmanuel had a mission assigned. The wisdom you gained from the heavens, on earth, you applied. Mary treasured your wizardly ways and meditated. Seeds of a hope-filled dawn, in human hearts, vegetated. Learning, teaching, labouring... realism, like rivers, flowed. Each day of existence, with rays of godly graces, glowed.