In the Hush

In the Hush "It is finished!" over, complete Echoing in the twilight hush On Saturday's holy ground Breathing through candles on the Sabbath table Slowly vibrating to a fevered breath Strong enough to shatter stone And melt iron tipped spears to plowshares; In sacred stillness Centuries of exile emerge from catacombs of somnolence In quiet breaths of quietude's understanding And gather ragged edges of unsettled grieving, To sit resolved with shredded edges, Before the quivering daybreak can exhale Before the Promise of the Ages readies to inhale Sweet breath Mystery of the miraculous dangles over Smiles of silent satisfaction Victory over the absurd re-enters Awakening the soft slumber Of Heaven's returning scarred Prince In a stone womb sanctuary; Death whimpers Forgiveness reunites shallow breathing In the wheeze of asthmatic gasps And readies to explode on gales of the first rays Of rising dawn Piercing sorrow with breezes of wonder! Alleluia!