His name is John

Christian Century, Dec 6, 2000 by Terence Y. Mullins

   When time had in earth's process made a breach
   and life from life was fresh and timely torn,
   a new and timeless wonderment is born,
   voiceless to tell in time prophetic speech.
   Old flesh responds with joy embracing each
   new sound, rejoicing as a bright celestial morn
   enjoys dispersing night, discarding worn
   and joyless garb of hopelessness to reach
   an unexpected state of fair delight,
   delighting all and causing them to press
   old customs forward, yet nevertheless
   willing to yield if silence would but write.

   Silent the lips but silent not the pen--
   a written name--and speech returns again.