A Poem for Holy Saturday

I'm posting a poem and a picture for each day of Holy Week this year. Today's poem isn't strictly related to the day, but Holy Saturday has always been a day of quiet reflection, of waiting, of vulnerability and patience, of longing for the presence of God. And so I thought this poem fit.

Heaven--Haven by Gerard Manley Hopkins A nun takes the veil I have desired to go Where springs not fail, To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail, And a few lilies blow. And I have asked to be Where no storms come, Where the green swell is in the havens dumb, And out of the swing of the sea.