You promised to be with us always, always, until the end of the world, but where are you? * * * You are in Awareness when I wake in the morning whether or not I greet you that first moment…. You are in my Home, my comfort where I rest, the nest for one or many – structure of human love You are in every Person You have told us so, that we are all members of one Body, your Body, each a different part You, Creator, are in every blade of grass, each flower, wave or mountain each moment, drop of dew, dead seed and new beginning Your special Promise brings you there when two or three gather in your Name – Behold! You wait “reserved” in Tabernacle ark God in the Temple of his Church intended for our visit, Your building has a Center You shine in Monstrance to adore with candles and gold perhaps incense and song, sometimes in lonely vigil You are in our Congregation, a great diversity which shares no age, or looks, or taste, or thought, or motive but only You, as your Body You are in the Ordained, those ranks, up through the Holy Father, built on Peter-Rock, Shepherd of your great flock You are in the Ritual of today and yesterday “Do this in memory of me” – Priest’s presence, words and gesture, “line of Melchisedek” You share the heavenly junction when angels with your Mystical Body, Church Triumphant and Militant, pause in Liturgy’s Mass to adore…. You are that repeatedly new Presence for which no culture truly has a word, “Transubstantiation” coined to term the humanly inexpressible You are in Communion’s closeness when you visit me, one of many, whether attention “there” or absent, only to find Fruits afterward You speak in “Ite, Missa Est,” sending us to bring you to the World, to love your Least Ones, as loving You, one-on-one * * * You promised to be with us always, always, until the end of the world, and we find you – everywhere (2010s) |
Poems by Janet
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