From Ann Glover O’Dell’s Midwifing the Soul:
Witnesses we are
we’re told
of all things seen and hidden
of all that streams before our eyes
of all that
capturing our senses
stirs the longings of our heart
of all remembered
and in Holy Writ encased
of all the lives of saints
and martyrs
of all the creeds and dogma
and catechism’s questions
of all the politics and power plays
and petty tyrants’ tantrums
of all that cries out to be said and done
and battles for fair justice won
of all the acts of our one life
commissions’ haughty pride
but omissions’ guilt we hide
and ’neath it all
a yearn to witness
something strange and beautiful
a breaking
of the finitude of being
a splitting of mortality
a quenching of
the hunger and the thirst
a witnessing
becoming bread and wine.