Ode To A Chalice Poem by Paige Nielsen
Ode To A Chalice
The madman ax that chopped the cherry tree
felt remorse at what it had done,
a penitent seeking redemption.
Weeping tears of violent red,
the glistening red of the fruit the tree bore,
they drip down to fill my little cup of salvation.
A cup of wine, a secret, a cup of tears, a promise.
With this papal benediction,
what will it sanctify?
Saturday, May 9, 2009
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