Be Believing

(Found here)

Later on
that day / the dark room
was enough
to concoct buttoned down
in our minds.
While we lingered bolted-in
shut-up / You
breezed past barricade as One
hole-pocked / exhaling
absolution, a hot gust
peace be with you;
materializing new
as Yourself / awake & alive
after the woman’s claim
you spoke her name.
afraid / our fingers
trace your split side
`til we inhale
Your closer breathing
our truer air

~Tamara Hill Murphy