Your promise.
A song of deliverance.
Where have I heard Your voice?
Was it in the great wind
that blew across the skies?
Was it in the tremors that shook the earth,
in the tearing of the great temple's veil?
Was it in the fire
that refined the Old City?
No,
it was in that gently whispered,
'It is finished!'
That still small voice,
like the cries of the martyrs
and the shouts of the archangels
melded into one.