Open Your Mouth

You breathe

     And blow the dust off my bones

         You speak

              And new flesh covers my frame

                   You sing

                       And breath comes back into my lungs

                          You dance

                             And a song comes to my lips

                As

                   I breathe

                      And blow the dust from their bones

                         I speak

                            And new flesh covers their frames

                               I sing

                                  And they begin to dance

                       

And one by one

   An army of skeletons joins

                               Bone to bone

                                 Hearts to flesh

Forming on their frames

                                    As they open their mouths

                                  And

                                     Speaking

                                        Singing

                                           Dancing

                              They move of the valley into the desert beyond . . .