to float, to be.
to soar, to be.
to hurt, this me.
to feel, this me.
dye that does not fade.
with words becoming life.
two opposing forces wrestling,
with one rising from the dust.
to think, to ponder, to be alarmed
when a dam begins to leak, shudder, tremble.
memories replay, events spring forth
green sprouts not the color of yesterday.
pressure, coiled serpent slowly unwrapping
from forgotten dungeons no longer watched.
30 pieces of silver on one end,
with a black cat catching a rat winning the day.
pointing fingers is easy,
transformation not so much.
and between the sighs, the plods
the lapse in judgement –
a miracle takes place between heaven and earth,
when god became flesh.
would you? give up all –
for he works in mysterious ways.
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