What knowledge can be
more powerful than
knowing that You are
God?
A thousand different
things I would do if
I suppose I were
You.
I snap my fingers
Calvary would have
turned into a crois-
sant.
Your trick turning blood
into wine but I
prefer a Pinot
Noir.
Pontius Pilate I
would have turned him in
to crumbling cheese of
blue.
Yet two thousand years
ago, You knew that
the Word that made all
words
possible will end,
life lived well will meet
a staggered humble
death.
And I, contemplat-
ing this last bottle
shake my head as I
sleep.