Di-Wine

"Bless the food, dear Lord! Bless us!"

They said thus, and began to discuss

On God, his being and being not,

Till fists were clenched and dry all thoughts

Then someone said something I cannot remember

It made them forget all that split them asunder

I think it had something to do with the wine

that lay untouched while they dissected the divine

Merry again, as are dinner tables often,

mellow were the atheists and the devout had softened

I have no intentions to cause outrage

Is this what they call the 'spirit' of new age??