As fragile as the sacred crystal glass
Which broken was smashed up like any cup
Till its particles invaded us at Mass
Uncontained, how will this moment pass?
Suffering breaks us down, what helps us up?
Hearts as fragile as a crystal glass
Do not climb the cliff in love’s mad rush
Height endangers, vertigo, a drop
Whose particles invade us at the Mass?
Feeling like the flower tramped underfoot
Never to be raised, true life has stopped
When fragility is measured by the glass
Did Jesus know that physics would forecast
That he could be alive mixed in, not mocked
His particles shall dance with ours at Mass
When we die, the shop is out of stock
There is no other I in any book
As fragile as the ancient crystal glass
Whose particles fly solo in the Mass