First Crawl

A poem about a famous bible phrase.

Have you ever seen

a newborn crawling 

away from a little dust,

giving off the first blink?

A tiny hand pulls strongly,

pushing the fragile body on

Eyes blurred, blinded with dirt

still greeting the first morning sun

so the child crawled,

into the gloomy desert.

A single shine of life,

in nonexistent land.

A crawl turned into a walk

slowly yet steady moving on.

Tiredness crept on top the child,

heavy on the shoulders until surrender.

The eyes did not blink again,

a final bed of dirt and dust.

A final breath of release,

escapes into the dead land.

The nonexistent land blooms,

From colorless to bright green,

From dull black to bright blue.

The colors shift to appease.

"From dust you were made,

And to dust you shall go."

Leaving out a little fact,

about the life-giving flow.

Author's Note

I'll leave this one for you to nag at hehe.

Reviews

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

oh how I could dive between the pages from whence this took form~ but I will simply say to this . . .

Leaving out a little fact,
about the life-giving flow.


gorgeous subtlety~ a point I did not miss~ and concur with passionately~

[Ryan Falzon - Tymon]

Actually, this is about just a single phrase, and in fact it contradicts it.

[Brian]

Very good poem, it's good to see a poem talking some good about the bible rather than bashing it down lol.

[Ry]

Interesting.
I have never read the bible, though I probably should at some point even though I'm not religious.
I like this poem =)