The Feast of Crumbs

Hers is the voice
that cries out. She is
the dog at the children’s table.
She seeks. She finds.

She knocks and the door
is opened. The Bridegroom
welcomes her. He spreads the table,
anoints her head,

and pours out blessings. He saves
the crumbs for her.
He says, Partake
in remembrance of Me.

Feast upon the bread that was broken.
Partake of the crumbs, liberally spread,
she gathers seven baskets,
twelve baskets full.

Bread crumbs
scattered as a miracle,
as a sacrament.