A Spoonful Of Wisdom Poem by Ulysses Cabinatan

A Spoonful Of Wisdom



Sorry God if at this moment I don't understand,
how the bread becomes your body.
Sorry God if at this moment I don't understand,
how the wine becomes your blood.
Sorry God if I don't fully grasp, that their interpretation of an old scroll
becomes your Words.
Sorry God if until now I still don't fully understand,
all the mysteries of these things,
as Augustine pointed out,
that the brain is just a spoonful of water,
compared to the ocean to understand it all.

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