Voice, flesh and breath meeting,
Lovingkindness sitting at humanity’s table,
Their gaze honouring eternity’s loyalty,
Sharing together the cup that is humanity’s gift.
Seated with them but looking to home,
The cup is handed to me,
My friends have filled it completely,
Showing the fullness of their welcome,
My first quenched forever,
Lovingkindness from the life stream of trust.
My heart longs for this table,
Where love’s eternal gaze is fixed on me,
Understanding hope is made complete,
When living in perfect fellowship,
My flesh becoming all that is desired,
When my three close friends first met,
Opening their hearts to me,
So now I could share this table with them.
Brokenness invited to join perfection,
Humbly gazes at each beautiful face,
Thankfulness is my deepest prayer,
Each grasping word accepted with Grace,
Belonging comes as a gift to me,
At that table with my place set forever.
|Year||1411 or 1425-27|
|Dimensions||142 cm × 114 cm (56 in × 45 in)|
|Location||Tretyakov Gallery, Moscow|