new life

Bones rattling dry
   no flesh
      no breath
Empty.

“Command the wind.”
“Who? I?”
“Command the wind.”
“Yes, Lord.
   Breathe!
      Breathe!
         Breathe –
   and want, and cry.”

Breath bringing life
   growing
      pulsing
Full.

Inspired by the Easter Vigil reading of The Valley of Dry Bones.

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One thought on “new life

  1. This poem is very important for me right now, if I possibly can drink deeply enough from it.

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