The Feast at Cana: A Visualisation

 

Setting: A feast to celebrate the wedding of a couple in the small hamlet somewhere on the dusty road to Jerusalem.

Dramatic Personae: Jesus, Mary, The Bride and Groom, Jesus’ Disciples, Guests, Servants, Feast’s Steward.

Action:

Chorus:  “ Cana, blessed are you for ever! Shifting sands can’t obliterate your presence from history. Never will you be forgotten. Blessed are you for hosting the saviour of the world. In your humble settings he gave the world new wine. Drink to strengthen and fortify humanity on the way to the heavenly Jerusalem.” 

(Jesus is seated at a table at the centre of the stage in animated discussion with the disciples.)

Enter Mary (Left wing): “Son. The wine is running out!”

Jesus, distracted from his conversation with the disciples, has a twinkle in his eye:

“Woman. What has that got to do with you, or, me? My time has not yet come.”

Mary (unperturbed, turns to a servant): “Do whatever he says”. 

Jesus smiles, shrugs, and says to a servant:

“Fill those stone jars for ablutions with fresh water to the brim”.

“Now draw some and take it to the steward for tasting.”

The Steward, sips the new wine drawn from the stone jars. Slightly inebriated:  “ That’s good! Bridegroom, people serve the good wine first. And, when the men have drunk well, then they bring out the cheeper stuff. But, you, you’ve kept the good wine for the last”.

Merriment continues.  

Chorus: “What will these humans satisfy? Not transient joys, nor fruits from the burden of bitter hearts. They were blind;  hardness was in their hearts. A new wine has been given to them. New waters from Meribah, now wine to quench the persistent thirst. It invigorates and refreshes the traveller in the journey through the wilderness of life. He said that he would give living waters; he gave more. He gave us both food and drink for viaticum.    

 

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We Are Thus or Thus

Grace the golden orb 

Beams into primeval flame, 

That shoots

Coded desires

To the rounded mask

(Teeming with ideas 

High aspirations 

And multitudes of emotions).

 

The darts, selectively coupling

with fraternal correlatives, 

Slip to the darker side. 

At measured pace

The orb rotates

Capturing to itself a myriad marriages. 

At appointed point

There’s a stop and stillness; 

Obverse stands nakedly, 

In bright rays 

Illuminated,

A meshwork 

of Cause and Affects. 

 

Transformed by appetites

For gold, frankincense and myrrh,

The orb dull-drifts to recesses of darkness;

But is saved by the unions transcendental

That counter pull to warmth of the primordial Source-

Directed  by its own discernments, 

Attractions

Selections

Volitions,