At Daily Mass

At Daily Mass February 3, 2013

In a Church downtown
Old wood pews, High Altar lit,
Gothic arches over sinners,
Stone like milk and honey, mixed;
Father at the altar
Some bread, cradled
like the child Christ
In his tender, humble hands;
Then angels kneel
and a city goes quiet, as
Christ comes.

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  • danielimburgia

    Enjoy your poetry, obliged.

  • Thanks, Daniel

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    I needed that. Thanks Matt.

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