Elohims Breath

Elohim’s Breath David J Walker He read aloud in a sonorous voice the words of choice foreign musical imposing deep and full its not what he read from the language dead nor even what he might have been saying He could have been saying anything and my soul would have believed him words at a cost are always lost in limited translation in a sound that was somehow soothing Elohim breathe again into the nostrils of the man Thou hast created waiting for his mate in all of Her Naked Glory