I am beginning to see tiny, yet brilliant slivers
of something that happened at the Cross that was so
enormous, so full of wonder, so full of illumination,
so powerful that it brings a deep stillness to everything
A defeat of death and sin and all that is evil, a defeat
so complete that time held its breath, so awesome that
everything changed in that instant.
The tearing of the veil was the beginning of a tearing,
of a cracking, a disintegration of all the separates us
We were at that moment in a completely new era.
Time had begun its transformation, back to where it
Face to face, in the silence that sings and heals, with
words that speak without words, nothing is withheld.
Nothing is withheld.