It was quiet. What had the sentry
to cry, but that it was the ninth hour
and all was not well? The darkness
begun to lift, but it was not the mind
was illumined. The carpenter
had done his work well to sustain
the carpenter’s burden; the Cross an example
of the power of art to transcend timber.
by R. S. Thomas
from Laboratories of the Spirit (1975)
Rambling At The Bridge Head 