An epilogue to Cock Crows, New Day reflects
on the resurrection of Jesus Christ. 
New Day
The dust of yesterday settles
while the weary repose.
Morning and evening;
rising and setting;
incessantly desperate we trudge.
Another day in a monotonous strand?
Heaven says no.
A morbid cavern relents;
The Revelation wakes.
His all-seeing eyes flutter with acclimation.
Stark is the light after suffocating darkness —
Our darkness.
In the amber still of dawn
a benevolent breeze blows
bending tawny stalks
in happy syncopation.
O soul, breathe deep —
respire the air of redemption!
The Merciful One stands
to Creation’s applause.
He steps forth triumphant,
ears fully delighted —
with a cock’s exultant crow!
