Not the life of ghosts, O my God,
but the life of being do I wholly seek.
To live not in apparition or fleeting vision
but in flesh and in tangible connection.
Let dry bones crumble to dust;
do not waste time rebuilding muscle
but start fresh! Start fresh in me, I pray.
Stand me upright in full readiness
for new life, new purpose.
Fill me with Breath.
Pour new wine into this life
in preparation for all that is still to be.
Thank you for this today. Right words. Right time.
I’m so glad, Peggy, and thank you for letting me know.