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Bones

May 25, 2011
By MyPoeticDream SILVER, Hot Springs, Arkansas
MyPoeticDream SILVER, Hot Springs, Arkansas
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Favorite Quote:
People say i'm strange does that make me a stranger, My best friend was born in a manger


In a valley of putrid bones,
A miracle shall take place.
A miracle that will travel the endless shores,
For thy shall know he is the Lord

His majesty’s entity in the form of wind,
Circles around the aging ground.
Breathing life into lifeless more and more.
Thy shall know he is the Lord.

Underground they crawl together forming torso to legs
Like a beautiful necromancy they push out of the ground
Overwhelmed with joy galore
Gazing at the presence of the Lord


Finally skins returns to their bones,
Returning them to their former glory.
He says to these honorable children of war
“Now thy know I am the Lord”


The author's comments:
My inspiration for this poem came from the Book Of Ezekiel

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