I’ve started a couple of poems since last May, but was unable to finish them. I wrote this one this evening, after thinking all day about Ezek 37 (the dry bones) and Psalms 18:28, “For it is you who light my lamp; the LORD my God lightens my darkness.” This is how I’ve been feeling-dead in the dark-and I’m just trusting God that one day I will more fully see His light in this darkness and be able to breathe deeply and say, “Ahh, I’m finally alive again!”