Their silent awe
of Him in this
appearance
reveals that
words are not
sufficient.
Normally,
when you see
someone whom
you are happy
to see, you greet
them and start
talking, asking
them how they are.
But here, the
disciples remained
in this holy awe,
listening to Him,
receiving this
meal and pondering
the mystery of
His resurrected
presence.
(Ref. to
'Jesus said to them, "Come, have breakfast." And none of the disciples dared to ask him, "Who are you? " because they realized it was the Lord. Jesus came over and took the bread and gave it to them, and in like manner the fish. This was now the third time Jesus was revealed to his disciples after being raised from the dead' John 21: 12-14 of the New Testament)
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem