Cecilia Edefalk, White Within (4), 1998/2008

I, too, saw angels at San Gimignano. Seven fitted sheets held on a line by three pins each.

A priest saw me staring (rapt?) and stopped to ask, "Una visione?"

"No, I am waiting for one."

The priest turned to align his eyes with mine. "Un lenzuola?"

"From small things, big things one day come," I said.

"Bruce Springsteen?" he asked.

"No, The Bible. Zechariah 4:10"