He came to us with fine words the other day,
He feasted with us the other night--
And then disappeared
Perhaps to come back after a while—
In five years…four years… three years?
We thought he was away for a penance
Or, was he seeking enlightenment?
But, he comes back-- a wiser man.
With finer words, more promises--
the learning of his penance…
How alluring, how convincing!
We form a congregation
And let him preach his sermon
Bewitched, we garland him, crown him a saint.
Again.
He disappears for further seeking,
But a resurrected lord.
We still hope yet another saint.
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