In you my body melts into interstitial space
like agitated sugar atoms in a pot of boiling water
dissolve into a new state.
I leave myself to step into the holy
and I am dancing with merry angels,
singing full-throated praise in church,
as life is raised to a higher plane
when communion is with and in the body of Christ
allowing a glimpse of the Kingdom’s whole.
I meet your spiritual presence in bodily form
and my substance passes into essence
in Eucharistic joy.
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