The young monk celebrates Mass:
A young monk knees in the aisle
In the West, in the shallow
Where the nave comes to an end.
The young monk kneels in prostration
Concentrated, and with stern affirmation
He salutes Creator of earth and all the heavens.
The young monk approaches the lectern
Reading, he fears nothing but goodness in the Lord
For, “the eternal light and my life is in God”.
The young monk speaks of St. John the Baptist
His buried head in the tomb, placed upon a dish
And giving thanks, he casts forth a desirous wish.
The young monk desires it to be true
Closing the book, he prepares what is due
At the sign of the cross taking his cue.
The young monk awaits with expectation
The great coming of all the nations
Through Christ, Redeemer and our Salvation.
The young monk stirs at the altar
Eyes below and neck craned to the floor
The Eucharist gifts on him are restored.
The young monk and his fellow brethren
In cheerful tune, and peaceful procession
Joy abounding from the inaugural passion
Return to the cloister, mercy within
Free from Sin.