Ruth Asch

A Gift of Faith

We know so many things are real which are not proved by sight.
The sun withdrawn, behind thick clouds, appears small, round and white.

The voicing of an instinct, might mutter under breath    
the definition of nearly nothing: small, round and white.

Beneath a sky of darkness, walking home alone,
the moon's somehow a comfort, though it's just small, round and white.

In silent chapels, shadowy, alone trickling tears,  
someone lifts to the altar a face small, round and white.

Side by side, jeans on a bench, soul sisters pray and sing;  
guitar and flute and lyric lilt to praise small, round and white.

In robes ornately woven, hands veiled, the priest lifts high  
within carved golden glory: a host small, round and white.

The biker in his leather, the business men, suits striped,
the ladies in their finery kneel to small, round and white.

Rich and poor queue up towards the sanctuary, return,
upon each red and pulsing tongue: wafer small, round and white.

Each time a miracle occurs, the men of science find 
heart-tissue, torn and bleeding, blent with small, round and white.

To comprehend the everything and essence of all truth,  
the symbol for eternity may be: small, round and white.

We receive Gods presence, his grace, knowing by faith,
that Jesus Christ is truly there, hidden: small, round and white.

 

Ruth Asch is a poet who loves to try new styles, to translate the essence of things from one language to another, to bring words to life. She published her first book of poetry in 2009: Reflections. Since then she has been published in many journals on and offline, such as The Ghazal Page, Mediterranean Poetry, Peacock Journal, Poetry Repairs, Bamboo Hut, Haiku Journal and Poetry Atlas.