Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Eucharist

What a monster I am!
And yet I sit and dine in the presence of Greatness
Are you blind?
Have You no eyes to see me?
My knuckles are red and my teeth drip with blood
I am not clean enough for this table, for this love!

“This is my body and blood, Do this in remembrance of me.”
But memory only serves my sin
Of lust and hate, greed and rape
Forgive me! Forgive me!
It was I who betrayed you on that night
My hammer, my spear stole your wings from flight
I dwell in darkness and shun the light
Forgive me! Forgive me!
And yet somehow in this You love me. You love me?
Your eyes fall upon me and though they are filled with pain
No condemnation do they bring
Hope and peace, the song they sing:
Son, though to the darkness you fled
And in lust burned red,
My love was there with you!
Always was and always will!
Love is the picture I paint and the canvas I spill.
Come Son, now have your fill!

So here I sit
Devouring this bloody meal
Great mercy and grace, this I steal
In remembrance of You

2 comments:

Angela said...

me gusta mucho.. (i like it a lot)

heavy ink said...

gracias (thanks)