“Poem For Dan Brown” by Sharon Rauenzahn
Unhidden, open, pouring from the heart
Of more than one medieval work of art
Lies truth revealed: Jesus, hands apart.
No hidden wife, no secrecy, no grail.
Only blood and water. Human. Frail.
His mother and some friends still hover near,
Half-sensing truth that’s only hinted here:
A ripping sound; an ancient law repealed.
And mystery at dawn: the tomb unsealed.
June 22, 2006 (rev. 08/22/14)