The title of my blog comes from my favorite passage of scripture in the Bible. My "life verse" is Psalm 139:23-34, but my favorite passage is definitely Ezekiel 37 or "The Valley of Dry Bones." I'm not a poet, and I will never claim to be one. Since no one reads this, I figure I write wanna-be poetry all I want. This passage of scripture is also depicted in a song called, "Dry Bones" by a band called Gungor. They are amazing- I can't even describe how their music has influenced me. I would have never read this passage of scripture if I hadn't heard their song, and wondered what the heck they were talking about. haha Here's my "kind of like a" poem.
A lifeless breeze stirs my exposed body
The sun beats down without relent
I am at home in death, it's grip I do not thwart
A lonely crack slowly begins to shake
My bones rattle violently and I am afraid
Soon the breeze becomes a vicious wind
A Man appears and lifts my brittle skeleton
My porous limbs grow soft at His touch
He lifts me from my grave
A blanket of dust and years of abandon fall to the ground
His grip is strong and floods me with a thundrous shock
Suddenly I have feeling, sight, stimulation
Blood, tissue, breath- He fills me until I am complete
He steps back, a soft smile on His face
He watches as I take in air, and breathe it out
A strange moistness slips down my face
It is then that I realize what I am
I am alive
