Resurrection Poem by Jay Alexander

Resurrection



Shuffling of feet,
Soiled linen slides
Like tiny white waves,
A voice in my ear
Says: " Now is the time. "
My limbs, body ache;
Steady hands
Help me up,
As a grating noise
Ushers in the cold night air,
I see the stars;
I never realised dreams
Could be so real.

Monday, May 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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