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Judges 13:18

I was out in the field     where the wheat
grows golden     in the heat of the afternoon sun
when the grain parted     & you came forward
brighter     than the tawny grasses
                   than the glistening sky
You withheld your name     as being beyond
our perception    stood by
the rock of sacrifice     with far greater light
emanating from you     than arose from the fire
& as it blazed higher     you ascended in the flame
rising like the wonder of your name

D.S. Martin

D.S. Martin is the author of four poetry collections and is poet-in-residence at McMaster Divinity College, Hamilton, Ontario. He lives in Brampton, Ontario.