In this hard dried ground
in Eastern New Mexico
are footprints of long ago beings
dinosaurs have altogether left the earth
here they stepped
worm castings too remain
unintentional legacies
Our people have stories
of resurrection
bodies digging themselves out of the ground
wearing tattered flesh
once corpses leaving the embalming table
pets come back from the sematary
changed
Jurassic returns
most famously the risen crucified man
One Easter Sunday I sat on a lawn
in Honolulu
there in front of the hundred or so of us gathered
was a man dressed in white
his hands in the air
Ram Dass repeated a dozen times
He is risen
sunlight came and went
scattered raindrops dampened our clothes and skin
There with the author of
Be Here Now
there was only that present moment
scent of plumeria
we, almost one with the air
#NaPoWriMo
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