love’s bread

have you swallowed God
rejoiced in final bloodshed
power in lamb and shepherd's strike
lead to golden understanding

have you found Cain in your hand
ruling lately and poor
     king without a kingdom 
pauper's pride and pomp
hiding the earthly urn

measure kings by treasure 
or better by the cubits' stretch
     as stories of men's hearts
from first to last

healing humble robe
wrap round our cold hearts
point our feet home
fill our bellies