He Is Risen As He Said

Enough! the Resurrection,
A heart's clarion! Away grief's gasping joyless
days, dejection.
Across my foundering deck shone
A beacon, an eternal beam. Flesh fade,
and mortal trash
Fall to the residuary worm; world's wildfire,
leave but ash:
In a flash, at a trumpet crash,
I am all at once what Christ is, since he was what
I am, and
This Jack, joke, poor potsherd, patch, matchwood,
immortal diamond,
Is immortal diamond.

~ Fr. Gerard Manley Hopkins, S. J.