The
last night
the
final time
the
ending glimmer of the sun
slipping
into darkness
water
bread wine
water
to clean
water
to wash
water
to serve
the
baptism of servanthood
a
new covenant I give you
water
to wash to serve to clean
even
wash the feet of those
who
betray you no greater love
than
this
the
bread take eat
bread
to sustain
bread
to nourish
bread
broken the body broken
for
you man does not live
by
bread alone
feed
the thousands with bits
of
bread do this in remembrance
always
forever
wine
to drink take drink
wine
to enjoy wine from water
the
best saved for last
wine
to lull and quiet
wine
to relax wine to anticipate
the
blood, the red poured
upon
the stones the dirt smearing
the
air in the scourging
the
trickles of blood thorned
down
the face all anticipating
remember
the wine the blood
in
remembrance of me
do
this always love one another
as
I have loved you even
to
death
Painting: The Last Supper by Valentin De
Boulogne (1625-1626), Galleria Nazionale d’Arte Antica, Rome.
4 comments:
I have been moved by all your "Passion Week" writings. Thanks Glynn.
Glynn, wonderful. So moving and passionate. May you have a very blessed Easter.
Thank you for your Holy Week poems, Glynn.
How you interweave the words from Communion is moving.
Indeed, thank you for this series.
Blessings.
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