communion

This moment is beyond time
Where you are enthroned
On the praises of Israel,
And I am rapt in wonder,
Held in union beyond expression.
You entered the tabernacle of time
To display your glory:
In each moment’s monstrance you radiate
Holiness, mercy, grace;
There is no time where you do not dwell.
You display your glory
In each encounter, each irradiated face:
These the tent of your abiding,
For which you framed the spun silk
Of cause and effect:
Time’s glittering web.

tRuth 2016

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Emmaus

They left in haste; the loaf still stands
Innocent, calm among the cups
– As a hurled stone might on the sands
Whose passing churned the waters up –
Because the stranger, as he supped
Had blessed it with his broken hands.

tRuth 92

I wrote this years and years ago, but I still like it: the one strong image of a stone sploshing into deep water, making a splash in more ways than one.