Perfect Bones

Here comes the North Wind Blowing the mountain of bones Suddenly bones moving like whirlwind Bone to bone connected its parts To form a human skeleton standing Throng of them standing in front of the Prophet Standing, lifeless skeleton many of them Came the voice in heaven saying Can these bones live or not The Prophet says, come and say my Lord Then came the East Wind bringing sinews Covering the bones with muscles all parts Another wind bringing skins, hairs, eyeballs Others came bringing mouth, nose and ears Covering all the body parts to form human flesh Standing, still lifeless in front of the Prophet Came the last wind giving life on human flesh The eyes began to roll, the mouth began to speak Words of praises reverberating the place Coming from the life of human flesh now The Prophet is astonish the miracles that happen In front of him are not the bones of the Church of the Dead They are now living bones of the Church of the Living. They are now praising the Lord day and night.