Though I have knelt before a plaster statue
or others made of wood or else of stone,
these representatives can never match You,
and they have sometimes made me feel alone,
because they show what they themselves are not,
the living God as matter that’s inert,
the God who won’t within a stone be caught,
and this pale substitution sometimes hurt.
But in a noble gesture, I have seen
the God a statue never could reveal,
no matter if it has a marble sheen.
Through a noble gesture I can feel
that You are Love and You are with us here
and not a bloodless statue to revere.
Mario A. Pita