Woke up & could hardly wait to tear into sacred text.
Picked it up by its binding.
Riffled through the thin papers inside - the word of God weighing heavy on each.
Experienced a brief but vivid flashback down the generations,
back to those guys that made holding this book in my hands possible.
Turning to Colossians, I plunge into the letter,
wounded & washed by the thoughts conveyed.
My birth announcement, a love letter, & my eulogy all swelling up over the top
& spilling out from the sides & bottom of the thoughts conveyed.
And happy I am to live, love, & die for them.
Just as the men who wrote, loved, & lived them did.
-Deeply flawed & intensely happy, me.