Chris G. Vaillancourt
A Corpus Christi Mindset - Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt
Body of Christ.
I stand before it.
number of times.
'Hoc est enim'
I mutter in
time honoured fashion.
They line up like soldiers.
Eyes embraced with
words I have given them to say.
'Corpus Christi; Corpus Christi; Corpus Christi.'
Over and over until the last one has
returned to his place in the choral filled building.
They see me as the symbol of God.
Make the sign of the cross.
Renew me Jesus.
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