EDITOR’S NOTE: This is the fourth in a series of nine Eucharistic poems by Br. Dain, leading up to Corpus Christi. We hope they will be an inspiration for your prayer and reflection.
Silent altar, marble cold
Unites in one the New and Old,
Salvation history’s epic bold
Upon this muted table told.
O’erlooked, this rising Testament,
Which cradles greatest sacrifice,
The purest Lamb, the dearest price,
Unseen the victim’s body rent.
If only altar could cry out
The wonder which upon it lies,
And to all hearts in earnest shout
It’s precious cargo as it dies.
Though silent altar makes no show,
May every heart its burden know.
