Before the Blessed Sacrament
I adore You hiding behind this mask
this shroud of appearances wrapping the Substance
this cloud of wheat that cloaks the Sun
this veil of bread upon the Face
all creatures long to see.
I worship You waiting within this portal
this skylight open to shimmering Heavens
this doorway down to silent Depths
this darkened window dim and foggy
with the breath of Love.
For You gave Yourself to me in this Token
this Locket hung on the breast of heaven
this modest Medal of celestial mint
this poor plain Penny in the purse of God
that purchased a world.
© 2001 by Paul Thigpen