Welcome sweet and sacred cheer,
Welcome deare;
With me, in me, live and dwell:
For thy neatnesse passeth sight.
Thy delight
Passeth tongue to taste or tell.
— George Herbert, “The Banquet”
An Elixir for My Cumbersome Heart
An elixir for my cumbersome heart
Has induced in me the dawn of beauty,
A banquet of blush and bread that imparts.
You pitched Your tent within, so we’ll ne’er part;
Heaven has hurled hilarity in me—
The elixir for my cumbersome heart.
Leaven of Love, break on those set apart
A torn torso, pieces that guarantee
A banquet of blush and bread that imparts,
Breathe forth Your death in my life so I’ll start
To crave Your soul food to foster in me
An elixir for this cumbersome heart.
Beads of crimson, fragmented flesh, they are
Properties of redemption we receive,
Your banquet of blush and bread that imparts.
Your oblation, an execution of art—
The eucharist, my eucatastrophe—
You’re the elixir of cumbersome hearts,
The banquet of blush and bread that imparts.
The featured image is courtesy of Lancia E. Smith and is used with her glad permission for Cultivating.
Rob Jones is a poet, musician, and two-time # 1 Amazon Bestselling author. His
literary accomplishments include two books of poetry, two children’s books, and
a new adult romance novel. He enjoys reading, working out, attending church,
and getting lost in a movie. If he is not writing books and performing music, you
can find him spending valuable time with his wife and family.
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