Monday with Saint Paul

Dr Abe V Rotor

 

One Monday I visited Saint Paul with inquiries I never asked before;

Fifteen years I served him, a teacher of this school, keeper of a museum;

Time has changed the world, global is its effect, would St Paul tell me

More of the ways of the world to give life a meaning? So I assumed  

"Tell me where Damascus Road is where you heard God speak;

Tell me how you crossed the Mediteranean in a storm and survived; 

Tell me how you carried the Word amongst unbelievers and Pharisees;

Tell me how you faced death yet keep alive your faith and noble pride.

"Tell me where have the Gentiles you converted and followers gone;

Tell me how you wrote the scriptures that gave the bible a wider view;

Tell me how man can become a saint and a saint to become man; 

Tell me how to reach heaven without striving to be a martyr like you."  

The sun rose high, sending reflection of gray clouds on giant glass panes; 

The pavement is bare, the marble floor a mirage, yet empty as the sea;

High rise the buildings are - towers and spires, proud symbols of power;

In the deep silence: I heard the same words, "Why do you persecute me."  ~