kitchen Eucharist

A biscuit saved from breakfast
washed down by two gulps of juice
makes a quick, kitchen Eucharist.
Casserole for a choir bakes in the great glass pan,
noodles and gravy gently bubbling their prayers.
I peer into the oven’s hot, orange mouth,
and my eyeglass lenses cloud over with steam.
Quilt-mittened, I remove the evening’s
hot concoction:
an offering to you of savory incense,
your gift to us of sustenance.

-Paraclete  Book of Hospitality

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