Resurrection account revisited/testified

supernatural event presented for the time of the year

ordinary day, young at life, kids at play
shattered by sight,
warm blood turned cold
eyeshot out of the blue,
terror filled ominous sight
every parents' fear,
instant nerves' electrocution
ten strides' paces near fence perimeter's
margin's edge
frozen frame, deadly image
waiting outcome on the wings of tragedy

precious toddler mine, little adam, son
ungainly maneuvers made
making for his sweet sister, jesika five
she, riding metal pendulum,
see saw horse
singing loud,
to and fro
oblivious to he
headed for catastrophe

suspended slow in motion
it seemed
collision imminent
hung in balance between 
helplessness brokenness 
or sure death

up she swung, 
in innocence oblivious
to her child's delight 
of momentum's highest apogee

she, in a state of glee
he, in state of be
intent to reach his sister's steed

up then down, 
and then again as i stared

long strides i took,
my quaking fearing heart's intercede's intent
mental's quick assessment's gauge
lacking time over judge of distance
despair set in with adrenaline's spurts
helplessness prevailed in a blink 
of thought against my aghast eye

on jesika's descent saw i
slow motion's horror i see
even to this day decades past

metallic hard, seat yellow colored
jesika rode
tubular steel its calculated arc to target frail,
mine own son, this scene i see
even now two decades past
forever etched upon my mind

impact brutal,
yeah, it was!
upon my little babes' tender neck

he fell backward,
copper taste paste
in my palate and my tongue mortal fear
tingling fear anxiety mixed
my little son fell back, crumpled limp

involuntary loud 
yell of harm's alert instinctive
wounded moan
uttered from my deepest deep
from within my soul
an agonizing wail

"oh my God,"
for my wife i screamed
she outside flew,
gasped astounded
hoovered o'er my own figure
at my feet she fell
hunched sobbing too

"let's pray," i pleaded 
"oh my God,
my love, my Lord, please,"
we cried

she placed, accompanied my own hand
upon his breathless chest
the both of us at risk of perjury
sin against heaven risk,
if we bear false witness now,
do attest and hereby state,
a growing red purple blotch
upon his sweet frail tender neck
spread to chest
external view upon his skin

"oh sweet, my darling son,
don't die,
in the name of your holy son,
jesus,
we implore help us,
help our little fallen one"

the blotch did spread 
in quickly growing size
it grew and grew until it stopped
at prayer's power behest
had grown approximate to four inches
roughly wide

we two prayed incessantly fervently,
"where two or more gathered together
in my name,
I Am in their midst,"
his solemn Promise
our prayers combined spirit strength
to throne of God itself
no other kind more fervent than of this kind

"oh dear father, in jesus' name, 
please we ask
deliver us our son!"

his limp and dying heart did feeble
seemed
had beat its close near to the end
his eyes closed tight,
his chest unmoving,
with paled whitened face
ashen turned, 
paled skin

in vivid grey of memory recalled
surreal vague my senses soothed
in midst of supernatural realm unseen 
by eyes and minds physical,
holy spirit angels' intercession
reversing coagulating bloodying splotch
undoing broken neck and spinal injury
arresting tragic accident's outward expansion

before our very human eyes 
as in video rewind we saw
tragedy produce its fruit
and then undone  
by command of Good Decree of His Love
reach diminished point and disappeared

with a startled jolt i felt
as if sparked by charge electric
adam jerk and open his eyes blue and wide
pushing our hands aside proclaimed,
"sissy, i play,"
we let him go
he toddled back upon his feet

all seemed like a dream 
in awe we watched unspoken,
reveled in joy unspeakable to see
our beloved son 
to join his crying sister

consider him, our lamb of God
upon a cross so long ago
allowed to die for you and me

"thank you Father above 
on heaven's throne,
for your faithful love and miracles
continue even to these days"