June 1985

 

Peter

 

How you must have wept

that awful afternoon

            alone

            confused

and ashamed

face to face at the end

with yourself as a man

 

How you must have wept

as the cock crowed

            once

            twice

and once again

and He came

and loved you still

and you fled in tears

could that night have held peace

or your pillow sleep

as you lived

alone with yourself

 

 

how you must have danced

several eternities later

            forgiven!

leaping into the sea

not quite restraining joy

at the sight of Him

frying fish

for you

once more