Dipping hands dusted white
into the flour
bringing all sides together
making one mass
at the temperature of blood
to ferment and proof.
The fermented dough is a marvel of science;
punched, slapped, pushed and stretched,
set aside under cover,
it doubles in bulk.
Blasted in thermonuclear heat
it comes out, with a crust like a fake tan
exuding the faint fragrance of earthly things.
See how one set of hands can produce
a miracle without the need of fish or wine?
See how it has lifted us?
We are risen from the bread.