nathanael.ink

It is very hard for me
with this much consciousness
even to be aware of what is going on in this body
much less
what is going on in my other bodies.
The bodies of you
and of them.
Bodies of deer
and elephants.
No matter how much I know
that I have toes
I had not felt them
until I looked
back there
in my conscious corner
just on the edge
I seem to always find them.
Some organs though
are much more difficult for me.
Where is my spleen? And what is it feeling?
I do not know that I know, yet
I’m aware I have a spleen, and I suspect when it
has a need
it will speak
loudly
and a doctor will say to me “it is your spleen who speaks”
and we will spend seven hours trying to
understand what it is speaking.

I am not sure why I should think of you any differently
I never quite know what is alive in you
even when I might think I do.
Like toes I never notice you until I’m reminded to
and like organs even when I try, I often struggle to
but you have a name
to which I can refer
the confusion it seems
is that we have no greater name
which subsumes us both.
It would be confused to call us GOD
just as a stomach and a finger on a surgical table we would not call a man
but
perhaps I now know
what it could mean to believe
that you and I
are in truth the body of Christ
all for whom Christ died.
What else then
could it mean to say
that Christ is GOD
and we in truth
are HIS body
are we not?