Holy Bread
I tore a piece of bread,
From a bread loaf
Said, be blessed! Be blessed!
You shall soon obtain what you contain,
In the alchemy of desired fullness
For this is what you’re made of…
Oh satisfier of form, be satisfied
And merge forth into holy peace,
While my hand moves for another piece.
Oh tiny morsel,
Be blessed! BE blessed!
Your turn has just arrived.
Michael
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