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Flesh and Blood

I know the way to God
is not through the sacrament
but through your flesh and blood.

I know God sits
not behind a door,
but in a cave.

I know God looks
not through beautiful stained glass windows
but directly into my eyes.

No one can tell me I do not know
everything the high priest knew when
he stood upon the holiest of holy ground,
at the holiest of holy moments.

No one can tell me I do not know
everything the high priest felt
when he covered himself within his tallis
bowed down upon his knees, and kissed the earth.

No one can tell me I do not know
the one word the high priest sounded
so all would be written in the Book of Life.

You. He said You.

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