Peter Koenig (contemporary), “Jesus at the Sea of Galilee”
The Parish of St. Edward

Except transfiguration
They did not see his glory
After Jesus rose
He seemed so ordinary

Then what were the signs
He was the Son of God?
Nothing in appearance
That made Him even odd

Except perhaps the wounds
That Thomas could have touched
Beyond these lacerations
Not transcendent much

Even at the sea
Fish upon a flame
Distributed to each
Friends He called by name

But who can raise the dead
And who can walk the waves
Distribute loaves of bread
That no one ever saved?

The rules that only God
Commanded were reversed
To show He was the One
Who made the universe

Things come into being
That never were before
Unfamiliar seeing
A breakfast on the shore