Blue tones
An accident of light
Penetrating the sepulchral bronze
Just before dawn
On a night that seemed unending.
I thought the light had broken through
But it was Sabbath still
Unbroken by angels
Rolling back the stone.
Be still and wait
Whispered my too eager heart
As I put down the perfume and the herbs
As I leaned against an olive tree
And slept.
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