thursday long since past

one moment
celebrating
drinking
laughing
remembering
then

he's down
on one knee
towel
bowl
taking us all by surprise
silent
serious
as if the weight of the world
hung on this action alone
we are reluctant
we argue
we fight
but we
with our eyes agog
our hearts aflame
watch it unfold

then

bread becomes
body
wine
blood
our slow minds
can't grasp
depth
wonder
food
for a journey

the tears in his eyes
sacramental
my lasting memory

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