Dry sea floors
Dancing trees
Bethsaida water
Saintly whores…
Jericoed troubadours;
Storm’s compromise
Spit full sight
Longing days
Canaan’s surprise…
Grace after three tries;
Virgin births
Grateful rocks
Glowing shrubs
Well women’s worth…
Peace, yes, peace on earth;
Damascus blindin’
Faith of five thousand
Desert prophets
No more cryin’…
Low swung chariots arisin’;
Walls of fire
Dropping ladders
Enlivened dead
That sky’s angelic choir…
An exit from my mire;
Bring me to the Grand Magician’s table
Where trick is made Truth and wisdom ignores fable…
Makes me able, prozac-free stable, known outside of labels.