One of my mentors has been dead thirty years, today.* I wrote this about him at the end of my memoir**:
Joseph Wesley Mathews (1911-1977)
He called me
He pushed me
He trained me
He priested me
He assigned me
He mystified me
He motivated me
He challenged me
He emboldened me
He communes in me
Kaz*** says, “Enlighten the dark blood of your ancestors, shape their cries into speech, purify their will. . . .” They cry out, “Finish our work!” Namaste.
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* October 16th says Brother Joe / **Called To Be, p. 299 / *** Kazantzakis, The Saviors of God, pp. 71-2
2 comments:
Yes, he was my mentor as well. HG
Thank you.
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