Take Up Thy Bed
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He felt the spirit of the waters move.
They heaved around inside his heart and veins,
Inside his Tuesday ribs. Their goal, to prove
That God persists, becomes thumped purpose strains
Ezekiel finds are fighting through his chest,
Isaiah throbs throughout his world and ours,
That Miriam feels flowing from her breast,
That John (the Principalities and Powers
Exploding in his banishment) still now
Again delivers making Augustine
A paleness in his primness. Dream and vow
Both bring conviction to a martyr’s scene.
Bethesda of the auricles of heart
Moves tidal-like before long logic’s start.
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