That Night
by Marcel Aime Duclos

You spoke It all at once,
that one Word.
You broke your own silence.

Sent It into your void,
that womb-like nothingness
waiting for the seed.

You sang It, sing it still
that living miracle,
Word that trembles on.

Everything the Word.
Bread and Wine
no different.

Everything a miracle.
Cat bowing before the wren.
Creatures glowing in the deep.

You spoke It all at once,
that one Word.
You broke your own silence.


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