Benediction. by Linda Imbler

Take this and drink from it-

Her mortal source of spiritual healing

at times wears purple vestments.

Giving messages of hope and salvation

to those who will listen.

For this is my blood-

She's found the intermediary

that will make it all clear

At first glance found honorable.

Then,

Outrageous headlines,

He,

caught somewhere he never should've been,  

doing something he never should have done,

conducting himself with other adults

in a less than pastoral way.

His sin now made public.

The blood of the new and everlasting covenant-

She then wonders.

Knows the spirit in which the blessings were received.

Now questions

the spirit in which the blessings were offered.

It will be shed for you and for all-

A loss of faith.

A questioning of the spokesperson really.

This is the flaw.

Human envoys cannot attain supernatural excellence.

So that sins may be forgiven-

Thus,

We’re so much better off

questioning the institution

and not the concept.

We must continue the search

for the sacred relationship,

For the soothing of the soul,

For the mystical knowledge needed to live life unselfishly

and with estimable purpose.

Do this in memory of me.

Linda Imbler is an internationally published poet.  Her poetry collections include “Big Questions, Little Sleep,”  “Lost and Found,” and “The Sea’s Secret Song.”  

She is a Kansas-based Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net Nominee.  Linda’s poetry and a listing of publications can be found at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com