Resurrect

Without air,

Without movement,

Without life,

A dream mortalised to a form that cannot be recognised.

What gives you life?

What keeps you going?

What cools your blood?

A life worth living is a life worth chasing after. 

As I lay down,

And say a little prayer,

A hopeful tear strikes my cheek,

A tear that ignites the fragments of dreams long lost.

A turn of seasons,

A resurrection in its time,

An invitation to more life,

What was lost has now been found. 

- rukudzoamandah

(Originally written in April 2019)