Through the Narrow Door

I saw it coming, like
New morning in May, when
I ventured out, and hugged the air -
For the universe was waiting, while
Its pool of plenty said, breathe
I then sought the Almighty, who
Boost everyone's battery
From booze as drugs, and
Toys, like pseudo joy.

I vowed to submit to life refreshed
To crave such natural high
I would need no other fix
Just one touch, like
Holy Spirit dew of spring rain
Giving garden growth, to a lifeless flower.

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May 29, 2022 at 12:09 PM
Like Lazarus, forth from the tomb There is no body to exhume Breathe deep, exhale, go forth and live With what you know, you’ve much to give
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