The Last Supper
(After: Salvador Dali)
He sits at table, with his back towards
The open gable-end, through which are seen
The fading pastels of an evening sky.
His acolytes, before him and beside,
Ponder the mystery that he declares:
“This bread and wine are flesh and blood of mine
Offered to save mankind from Sin’s dead grave”.
How could they understand, these simple men,
His symbolism’s vast significance?.
(They cannot see, as we do, over them
With arms outstretched across a wooden frame,
The spirit of their teacher and their friend).
Maybe they think that what he says seems rather odd
From one who claims to be the very Son of God.