It is a simple scene.
Three men served a supper
By the innkeeper.
Astonishment on two faces,
Curiosity on another.
Serenity on the fourth
As he blesses the food on the table.
His two companions are Luke
With the torn clothes and Cleopas
Wearing the pilgrim’s shell.
Disbelief etched in their bodies,
Still they recognize him,
The one who was dead.
Has he risen again?
The glow from the window
Lights up his face and shapes
A halo of shadow over his head.
On the table clothed in white as an altar
A bowl of rich fruit teeters on the edge,
Perilously, like the world around them.
Picture source embedded from Wikipedia