I have been extraordinarily tired so
Far this Lent. Ash Wednesday was three
Days ago, and already I’m waiting for
The resurrection, not so I can rejoice
In the greatness of the Lord, but
So I can have a cup of coffee, something
To wake me up from my lethargy.
This somehow feels appropriate.
So while I drink down water from
My pink plastic bottle to satisfy
My dry bones, I will wait for the Spirit
To come bring me life again.