the communing

This is communion

This is the wine of a candlelit dinner
This is the bread that satisfies our hunger
This is the blood and this is the flesh
And this is life superseding death

Yes, this is communion
And the beauty is this:
Every bite is surrender
And each sip is a kiss.

This poem was first featured on my blog which creatively follows my adventures in India: Blue Chunni

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