Alleluia—
minimalist, elegant,
as though a second
Gabriel addresses
the Queen of Heaven, to say:
Alleluia—
(almost by-the-way)
The created space-time dust
(just matter-of-fact),
matter of glory
now, full Grace, flesh did happen
God. Rejoice, be glad,
Alleluia—
He is risen as he said,
Alleluia
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