Body of the Body of Christ
voices overlap at the altar
Bread of the Body of Heaven
knees press together tight
sink into soft red leather
Body of the Body of Christ
hands spread and curve
round the wooden pew, fingers
Bread of the Body of Heaven
rub red the grain. Eyeing
bread and wine, I wonder
Body of the Body of Christ
will I have the nerve
to take, eat, and alter
Bread of the Body of Heave.
my life with a single swallow and sigh
and a vow to remember
Body of the Body of Christ
Bread of the Body of Heaven.
---Dawn Holt Lauber
COPYRIGHT 2003 The Christian Century Foundation
COPYRIGHT 2008 Gale, Cengage Learning
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