The silence of sacrifice
Before the altar, in flickering
candle light.
Your gaze and grace
cast large across the ordinary
elements of bread,
true flesh, of wine,
pure blood.
Saints stock still in
mortal fragments,
sentinels of sanctity
guides to eternity.
Whispered prayers of the chapel
echo in haven, in orchestral majesty
as winged seraphs dance
in defeat of the Devil,
as holy light routs
corrupt darkness of clandestine foes.
For this moment is more,
more than mere seconds
of escaping time, but
a fraction of, a glance into

(Written: 2.IX.20)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: