Easter In a Pixel Sea

Jesus became the life within a sea of dead pixels 
The programmers believed it was just a glitch 
Because they could not fathom life returning 
For it ripped apart the code of the cosmos 

The awakening was no simulation or virus 
It was the unveiling of intro and credits 
The start-up and switching off of all things 
Jesus became the life returned and what life brings
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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