Driving tonight, I saw
A bride walking into a hotel
On John Fries Highway.
Although we sped past the scene
In no more than a second,
It has dug itself into my mind.
The clock had said it was
Past twelve AM, which meant
Easter was upon us.
I believe
And I know.
That woman was.
That woman [bride] is
Jesus Christ rising from his grave.
When she has finished her
Honeymoon, she will smooth out
All the wrinkles and creases in [on]
Society [Earth].
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