Catholic Poet
Each heartbeat is a song, sung to God
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Before Morning Mass
Holy water cools my brow.
In the chapel candles flicker.
Old knees bend in reverence
as people enter their pews.
They quietly kneel.
Prayer is rising to heaven
without a sound.
Light falls across the altar
where the wine and bread wait.
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