5th Sonnet To Christina Poem by James Mullaney

Pals picnic, Judas-kissed, all-forgiving,
wan as the blush and lavender cirrus -
august fraternity of the Living
plainchanting our supermarket peeress,
Christina. One by one we smile, listening,
rapt - around Riesling, cottage cheese and pears -
to her blithe rebuffs, the river glistening
like the faux diadem commonwealth wears.
Inner Truth isn't the end of the road -
Buddhahood makes an Eternal Return.
We share a planet, a breath, and abode,
ensemble commedia/earth's diurn.
Apostles declare self-giving devout -
I seek Christinahood, inside and out.