Mark 6:45-52
What's this--the Lord so effortlessly walks on water? Does not the wet glass, the swift wave, give way? No! It is diamond-hard, obliged to carry him who carries sea and land as long as life endures. How is it that no whirlwind whirls him round? He quickly quells wind's bluster when he speaks; one word and instantly its frantic raging stops. Is not his mouth the source from which it blows? See here, what Depth moves on the deep! The Uncreated hovers over the created, which is prepared to swallow its creator, whose might meanwhile robs it of all its might. The whole sea is a droplet of his wisdom. One holy lightning flash and it evaporates. Art by Gen Tsuboi. Used with permission. Click here to read this sonnet in the original German.