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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
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