The line of verse that seals the poet's lips is sufficient speech. This wonder is itself the greater book, so this writer will have disappeared into the poetry he has witnessed. ~ To that which is beyond all vehicle of quality or ascription, be there instead of our poetry, the glory of the surpassing charity. And may there be forgiveness in the station of our reception for all of the shortcomings which were in these alone, If in these sere lips less than half split were the aureole of a sweeter silence. Let no seam part the virgin skin, And may silence keep its vow, O Dear...unkept in wondrousness... Protect the seal upon this shroud.