Bleed

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Blood Pushing, Pulsing,

Engorging 

Bones, 

Body,

Muscles no longer atrophied

But Warrior, and Ready,

Steeled to the core

Stallions ready to Run

Determined in their stride

Filled with Iron

Arms that bend bows of bronze

Taut, Tempered

In Fire not of this world

But found in The Deepest Heart of God

Burning

Mercilessly,

Mercifully...

Eyes Ablaze with this Flame,

Like her LORD's,

Just Exactly like her LORD's...

Hind's feet headed for craggy, impossible,

Unspoiled High Places

Utterly Insurmountable...

...And Yet...

And Yet,

She Will Stand

And See

From those Conquered Summits

All that was Beyond

this laughably brief Sojourn...

A million years hence,

This speck of existence

Will be but a drop of her Blood

Swimming in the current of His

The moment she was part of 

The Transfusion

Into a Beloved World

Whose heart

had gone cold

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"I have Loved you with an Everlasting Love...Come from the four winds,

Oh Breath and Spirit,

And Breathe upon these slain,

That they may Live."

-Jeremiah 31:3, Ezekiel 37:9