When you drink water, think of its source
(Chinese saying in Jack Kerouac Alley)
Were only water, not wine the blood of Christ
Those sipping from the sacred wound would worship near silent springs
seeping into white-capped cathedrals rolling over rocks
We would worship in forests surrounding monastery lakes
We would worship on the shores of our holy mother the sea
her virgin tides our blood
We would celebrate seeds and the sweat of those
who giveth us this day our daily bread.