Son

[eclipse]

Jesus leaves a wilderness with thoughts like fires
in the sun, he is a parasol that
prevents the devil's tears from tearing fibres
out of God's eye-patch the sun. The tears start
to mingle, weeping fire,beatific bawls,
blood falls from a man on a cross, a stone
is rolled from a cave entrance,a sun flails
against the vision of a father whose throne
created for a son cannot be attained.
To preempt God,Jesus whispers into a womb
and the kick inside cannot be contained
for him and the earth. A father's hands loom
over a planet and an unborn child they
are shaken by a lone Mother who prays.