Newborn awakening

NEWBORN AWAKENING

LAST ACT


Gently they stur, gently rise. The dead or newborn awakening with ravaged limbs and wet souls. Gently they sight, wrapped up in funeral amazeningWho called this dead to dance?Was it the young woman learning to play the ghost song and her baby gram?Was it the wilderness children?Was it the ghost god himself, stuttering, chearing, chatting blindly?I call you up to anoint the earth, i called you to announce sadness falling like burn skinI called you to wish you well, to glory yourself like a new monter, and now im calling you to pray.