Praefatio
And when the hour came for the Grail
to be filled and emptied to the dregs,
It came upon them as the swiftness of
Death, descending. Thus, the twelve
Scatter like sheep, falling away in fear.

The solitary shepard, now abandoned,
Face towards the Father, shall conclude
The Quest to Calvary, begun as birthright;
From Gethsemane to Golgotha. Neo-Adamic
blood shed upon old bones, now redeemed.

Primus et Secundus
The hands that:
Worked, bled,
Rose the dead,
Calmed the seas,
drove out demons.
Two nails, forged
In the fury of men.
Two wounds, bore
for the sake of them.

Tertius et Quartus
The feet that:
Wandered, trod
In deserts, on
Fronds laid
Before Him.
Two more nails
In two more limbs.
We find the Grail
That we may live.

Quintus
The lanced side;
The Saving blood,
And water of life
Freely owed.
Freely given,
Though his
Heart was
Truly riven.

Et Sextus?
For those who
Bore stigmata
True, there
Exists another
Wound. The
Shoulder that:
Bore the Cross
Tore His flesh,
Laid bare His
Bones; the
Final test.

A nal breath, consummatum est.
The veil tore, as was professed.
And as Longinus’ eyes truly saw
The soldiers stood, struck with awe.
“Truly, this man was the Son of God!”

By: Samuel J. Kuehn
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