The Passion of St. John

By Cristina Legarda

Everyone thinks it’s Mary you love

but you look at us all

with those eyes, that look,

your love so infinite and divine

it is total for each of us

and particular for all.

 

But are you not also a man like me

who longs for small intimacies –

a look exchanged

a knowing word

an embrace in plain sight

filled with private ferocity

clasped tightly between us

heart to heart?

 

I am small beside your greatness

but your love magnifies me;

I am unworthy to receive you

but our worth beyond measure

is the gospel you live

the revelation of your word

the Apocalypse.

 

This Greek we try to speak –

you better than I –

has all these words

philia, storge, eros, agape

and yet no word

for what I feel for you

and know of you

and want from you –

love – this hurting, healing thing –

there is no Word at all for this

but you.

Cristina Legarda was born in the Philippines and spent her early childhood there before moving to Bethesda, Maryland. She is now a practicing physician in Boston. She enjoys writing about women’s lived experience, cultural issues, medicine, and finding grace in a challenging world. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in America magazine, the Journal of Feminist Studies in ReligionThe DewdropDappled ThingsPlainsongsFOLIOHeartWood, and others.