Grace that
Bursts your blindness
Penetrates your petty doubts
Overcomes your obstinance
Awakens your hunger

You can’t unsee it
You can’t unhear it
You can’t not remember it
You can’t see it as ugly
You can’t not see it as beautiful

So you spit out the poison in your mouth

You (innnnhale) breathe

You gladly put down the windows and turn up the volume

You take off the burial cloths and exit the tomb and see the one who called your name.

“AARON, COME OUT OF OUR GRAVE.”