What is more Godly than food?

Saint Lawrence would be proud

Of the sinewy muscle

Tendered for a ripe christening.

Like the anointment of Christ's feet,

The slabs are bathed and rubbed, then

A massage of earth; simple balance-

Yin and yang. Before the gaping black

Maw of scalding heat dies, the white

Jaws of warmth embrace Jesus-Judas kissing

Him on the cheek.

A crack, an avalanche,

Cascading into an open valey of cows.

The snow melts, spring comes to bear,

But not before the rain floods strip

The pasture in a drunken daze.

Moses pools his staff into the river,

Turning the Nile into a drunkard.

At last, holy Mary, holding roses

To crown the king in thorns.

Enjoy with a nice arugula salad

Paired with a vinaigrette of your choice.