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!