Beheld him vanish from their view.
“It was the angel of the Lord,”
They said. “How blind we were and dull!
He did not bear the fiery sword;
Surely the Lord is pitiful.”
And then? The unrelenting years
Surged tide-like on, with hopes and fears
And labors full, but nevermore
Brought any angel to their door.
But still his words within her heart