Love Supreme

Your body left, yet, Lord, You left it here,
You take Your bi-location to extreme,
You wanted to stay physically near,
Your whole self in an act of love supreme.

Your love moved You perpetually to remain,
Your body bread unleavened we can eat,
Your blood from wine a cup that we can drain,
blood, body, soul, divine Lord whole we meet.

Your Church, Your other body, You left too,
to guard us, guide us, help us to believe,
to consecrate this sacrament of You,
so we become Your hosts when we receive.

As Holy God Communion You persist,
at Mass we taste Your heavenly Eucharist.

                      by Pete Voelz     4/16/14