Sunday, September 13, 2020

Holy Communion

Bronze balls of juice,
now mostly gone.
Left still a few
and many memories
    of tasting,
    chewing,
    spitting,
    seeds flying,
    and the talking
with others gathered
by the fiery vine
    burning brightly,
    but not burned,
stretched out now,
hanging silently
there in the Son.

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