There is a Peace

There is a peace,
bountiful and shallow,
whose face turns
from ash and dust,
whose mouth speaks
softly behind its cotton
mask. Ashes to flesh
and flesh to spirit.
There is such a peace
and I have known it.
Then there is resurrection:
The peace of bone-dry voices
shattering rock and wood with praise
while the air crackles with purpose
and the thundering of humanity's knees
upon earth proclaim the insoluble perfection
of all things, even us.