REVELATION

All is revealed — naught is concealed!

Sudden and swift, like the feet of the spring;

Laughter of children in torrents of tears;

Breathing of blossoms from orchards that fling

Perfumes in prodigal scorn of the years

Empty of fruitage; like the touch of a hand

Soft and compassionate, known in the deep

Valley of Death; like the flame from the brand

Flung from a watchfire to frighten and keep

Back from the fold the striped Terror that stares:

All is revealed!