Holy Spirit
Lift me up
From this place
Where the dry bones lay
Where carcass flesh
Seeps into
The dank of
A pit blackened
By iniquity.
Holy Spirit
Entangle with me
Your neon blues
Your rosy salmons
Your wisps
Your colors
Your floral scents
Your cinnamon taste
Your blanket of comfort
Your saturation
Your healing.
Lift me up
Lift me out
Remind me of
What is real.
You
You are real.
Holy mother
Swaddle me
Make me whole
A child loved
Always laughing
Always cherished
Never forgotten.
© 2023,Nikki Lyn Pugh
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