Holy Thursday 1992

I can still feel it -that Holy Thursday night.

One moment,

I was in church surrounded by others

and then I was alone

and you were there.

It was as if the world had physically cracked and fallen away.

There was nothing else but you and I

in a very quiet and real place.

We talk about reality, but it is only real with You.

                                                  Virginia M. Blasi

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