from Frans Wright. "Arkansas Good Friday: III"

"And I have heard God's silence like the sun
now I long to return to it.
no matter my infantile clinging
to this gorgeous material of such early wisteria and
lilacs, the wind
in the redbud and light-giving new heart-shaped leaves
music visible if completely unheard, I'll return.
The angel's going to raise his wings and sing that time is
no more
nor tears: that numbered
sea of them is gone--
now there is a new sea, new earth, new sky--
And I will know what to say at the end: what end?
And I can add I found this world sufficiently miraculous
for me, before I'm changed."