Christian poem 'Magdalena' by Tamara Beryl Latham (Christart.com)

Magdalena
by Tamara Beryl Latham

Five loaves, two fish were greatly multiplied
to feed the waiting masses, weary now
from travel, sitting calmly, occupied
in thought and reverence. I wondered how

mere mortal man accomplished such a feat,
without the use of trickery. I knew
that He was Christ, elected to complete
prophetic scripture laid down for the Jew.

In awe, I kissed His feet, my long brown hair
had dried the tears my eyes failed to contain
in flashback, at the cross. Yes, I was there;
head veiled in black, a shadow in the rain.

When wheat is separated from the chaff,
it's at this time the faithless cease to laugh.