Or, “On Eisegesis”
For the sake of illustration
Let’s say the good teacher is passing through town
Astride a purple donkey
There are no purple donkeys, I know
This is just to illustrate a point
Also, hardly anyone rides a donkey through town these days
Two men, one a fool, are walking toward each other
On the side of the road
They meet, just as the teacher passes
From his purple donkey, the teacher turns toward them
“The two of you,” he says, almost whispering
“Love one another”
One man decides then and there to love the other, but
The fool, thinking of his own purple donkey at home
Finds satisfaction growing in his mind and smiles
Knowing he has already fulfilled what he heard commanded him
Yet There is Method 
And then what are we to make of that world, bringing our own lives into it, or trying harder to understand another’s? A thoughtful poem, Tim!
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Thanks for reading, Linda, I appreciate it. This is a turbulent time, for better or worse (I’m leaning toward better) and I hope we all come out of it better people.
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