Thursday, April 2, 2015

NaPoWriMo - day two


maundy thursday

so many feet need washing.
so many strangers walking the edges
of what is reasonable,
waiting. hands extended,
offering their emptiness.

here comes the King.
i have been standing here
with an open purse,
begging for answers
that i might purchase
a new life. i travel from home
to home, house to house.
i recite the prayers. once,
seven times, fourteen.

let me bow here. and here.
and again.
                    once more
you invite me to the table.

there is bread here. and wine.
we may become friends –
close enough for wounding,
our sides touching,
a measured silence, weighty
gestures, considerations.

come. join me at this table.
but first, this sacrament.
if it is. scrubbing our conscience
clean. let us sing together this song.
this is my commandment:
that you love one another.

1 comment:

Paul Hsu said...

Lovely, lilting lines. Sacred heart space. Thanks for sharing! Best, P