Friday, January 30, 2015
Please Accept This Crust Of Bread
"I am the Bread of life..."
please accept this crust of bread.
may it be buttered with the sun.
with wildflower jam.
washed down with amber tea.
with forgotten happiness.
may it crunch when you bite into it
with the crunch of no more dreamlessness.
when you're hungry.
suddenly in prison
or merely alone in the day-to-day
with the moon behind the clouds
remember this piece of bread.
and be full.
mary angela douglas 30 january 2015