Raymond Keen ~ Poet

January 11, 2015

Poem ~ “I Love the Traveling Christ”
 

For a different flavoring of Raymond’s poetry is poem “I Love the Traveling Christ”. One might say a reaffirmation of the dictum God is a Verb, not a Noun. His poet’s eye sees vestiges of this proverb through those he encounters in his travels. The many forms of “Christ” or “Christ Energy”. For Raymond, this is not a religious tenet or doctrine, but observations of healing energy in action. Perhaps the upcoming interview I am working on with Raymond will reveal his connection to the poem, and his feelings concerning its meaning for him.

 

I Love the Traveling Christ


I saw Christ
jogging

in Wiesbaden.

I saw Christ
eating a hot dog
in New York.

I saw Christ
spitting
on a Berkeley street.

I saw Christ
disrupting the stoning of a woman
in Tehran.

I saw Christ
sleeping
in a Detroit gutter.

I saw Christ
bleeding in a no-fire zone
in Sri Lanka.

I saw Christ
teaching the children
in Burundi.

I saw Christ
feeding the starving
in Chad.

I saw Christ
standing with a man
before the tanks in Tiananmen Square.

I saw Christ
begging for food
in the slums of Zimbabwe.

I love the traveling Christ
who has no place to lay His head.
I love the traveling Christ
with no street address.

 

Copyright (1969-2012)

 

 

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