And this one's called St. Peter and the Angel.
If you don't know the story, you can read about it
in the Acts of the Apostles.
Dangerous, wearisome roads of what he had still to do.
Not till then did he recognize this was no dream.
More frightening than a rest, than being
chained to his warders.
He could hear his own footsteps suddenly.
Had the Angel's feet made any sound?
He could not recall.
No one had missed him.
No one was in pursuit.
He himself must be the key now to the next door,
the next terrors of freedom and joy.