Tiepolo's Stations of the Cross

Tiepolo’s Stations of the Cross

Like passing through a landscape
On the train at night in a storm,
The lightning showing the trees in flashes. 
The wall between the paintings 
Is the thunderous dark. Only then
Can you really see what you’ve just seen.
The sight itself blinded you to it.
You must see what you saw
In the light in the dark.