The Antiphon.
Has an epigraph, L'Esprit souffle
dans le silence la où les mots n'ont plus de voix.
The Spirit breathes in the silence.
There where in that place where words have no more voice.
The Antiphon.
And then once more, all is eloquent, rain,
raindrops on branches, pavement brick, humbly uneven,
twigs of a storm-stripped hedge revealed shining deep scarlet,
speckled whistler shabby and unconcerned, anything--
all utters itself, blessedness soaks the ground
and its wintering seeds.