there is a gospel of mary
on a fifth-century papyrus
that is not canon
& an infancy gospel of thomas
where the child Jesus
rolled 12 sparrows from clay & spit.
they flew away, singing. not everything old
is true, & not everything true
is comfortable. or relevant. or gospel,
even if that word is in the title
glyphed in aramaic or greek
we who sing through mouths
lit holy know salvation does not fly
with a tale of 12 sparrows
or a celibate Christ, or a married one;
but the divine breathing, bridging & dying
a way for us to God through flesh
& sacrifice. a scrap of papyrus
does not change the Christ i know
who walked through death.
the cross & the tomb are empty.
thomas the doubter
put his hands inside that body
before he believed.
it is not what is known
but what is risked that saves
we ante with spirit
& faith goes all-in.
we know the voice
& the stakes
*** if you want to listen to my stammer, you can do so here