and tomorrow will be crosses draped in purple
and candles and us being the living resurrection.
But today is all unrolled away stones and
caves that have not been emptied yet.
During one of my long unemployments,
every night I would conjure what God did that day
instead of getting me a job.
and children emerged from under water
unharmed- a baptism in reverse.
This is not how miracles or faith work, I know,
but at least God was not another voice
telling me no.