There was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour.
And I saw the angels which stood before God and to them were given seven trumpets.
-- Revelation 8:1-2
If you stand perfectly still
long enough and close
your eyes you will hear
miniature explosions,
the whirr of wings.
Imagine, if you like,
that you are standing
in the court of heaven,
part of a number
which no man can number
and all creation is on tiptoe,
breathless, waiting
for the fanfare.
Don’t be surprised to find,
to the amazement of both
the chickadees and yourself,
that you have fallen on your knees.
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