Eucharistic Meditations
Sixteen
- I see the chalice shine
Into eternity,
The incalculable wine
Distilled in charity:
I watch the withering of the vine
And sadly see the Autumn in decline. - I feel Your body's weight
In fragile bread,
The unmeasurable state
Of being truly fed:
I watch the browning sunset stubble
Warily looking out for Winter trouble. - I watch Your love undone
In scenario anthropology,
Clouding the simplest text
With combative theology:
Although we are in thrall to quarrelling
Your verdict is the promise of the Spring. - I feel the Spirit's fire
Even in ice,
Incalculable desire
Stripped of device:
The Summer is forever in my heart
Even when friends say it is time to part.