And, unfolding scenes before me, were as a tableau, conflation,
Of those pericopes, I recalled from Synoptics, Matthew and Luke.
And, I felt all air, empty from in me, to see, thaumaturge, and
Wonder-worker, Jesus the Nazarene, walking upon shore of Galilee,
Salt water, glistening on clean heels, sand crystals, caked upon his instep. And, I, no longer before Scylla and Charybdis, of Narcissism and
Careerism, but Christ, truth, I had known in Sacerdos, as a child,
Jesus, who loved not himself, but all men, whose only career,
In His own Church, had been but, to carry the Cross.
And, incredulous, I saw instead, two rocks, two brethren,
Simon, called Peter, Cephas, and the other rock, Andrew, my
Namesake, his brother, casting a net into the sea. And, those
Celebrated words, broke upon my ears. 'Follow me, and I
Will make you fishers of men'. And, they left their nets,
And they followed him, and hotfoot, too, keen to run the
Marathon, the full course, the right way, I followed Jesus, to see
Him call too, James, Son of Zebedee, and John, his brother, in a
Ship, with Zebedee, mending their nets, belly of the boat, beached
High on the sand, hemp-twine rigging of the nets, wet.
And, He called them, until I saw, beginning then, the very assembling
Of the chosen twelve, before me, first ones, falling into step
Before me, first ones, falling into step, behind Him. And,
I say all those names now, with joy, placing a name, with
A face, - Simon, Andrew, James, John, Philip, Bartholomew,
Thomas, Matthew, James, Thaddeus, Simon the Cananean, and
Judas Iscariot, and latterly, all in white, that blessed girl,
Vocatio. And, Jesus, turned to me, the very last, and willingly, the least,
And said: 'Come, walk behind the beloved disciple, and
I will make you, a fisher of men'.
'The Christ Colloquy' Book VI Jesus Canto V: 1-29, Grattan.
Jesus on the seashore of Galilee