From white villages Easter bells resound.
Rejoice! Give thanks! I raise my voice
Evil disappears from the world.
And that means somewhere God must be.
So that for a short moment there is no death.
If only everything kept happening in such a way
And a garden of forgiveness gathered all of us
Who doubted the goodness of Creation.
This cento is composed of lines from Czeslaw Milosz’ New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001.

This appears in the May 2014 issue of Sojourners
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