Sing it Again

Thankyou God,

for remembering our stories
our songs
and singing them back to me.



I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do


That must be what stories are for.

As humans, we are unreliable vessels.

We leak, we shatter, we shake, we spill,

but,

Your skin
your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful -

if someone remembers the stories,
once we are fit to receive them again,
they have not been lost after all.