We
awaken in Christ’s body
as
Christ awakens our bodies,
and
my poor hand is Christ. He enters
my
foot, and is infinitely me.
I
move my hand, and wonderfully
my
hand becomes Christ, becomes all of Him
(for
God is indivisibly
whole,
seamless in His Godhood).
I
move my foot, and at once
he
appears in a flash of lightening.
Do
my words seem blasphemous? – Then
open
your heart to Him
And
let yourself receive the one
who
is opening to you so deeply.
For
if we genuinely love him,
we
wake up inside Christ’s body
where
all our body, all over,
every
most hidden part of it,
is
realized in joy as Him,
and
He makes us utterly real,
and
everything that is hurt, everything
that
seemed to us dark, harsh, shameful,
maimed,
ugly, irreparably
damaged,
is in Him transformed
and
recognized as whole, as lovely,
and
radiant in His light.
We
awaken as the Beloved
in
every last part of our body.
--St. Symeon the
New Theologian (ca. 949-1022),
Hymn 15,
We Awaken in Christ’s Body,
from The
Enlightened Heart:
An Anthology of
Sacred Poetry
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