I was born in the blood of my dead sister.
Death was there from the womb.
The womb that was a tomb
He felt like a friend.
I dreamed of a garden with trees and flowers
A life with love and meaning and sun showers
So I worked and planted and watered and tried
But they died and died and died and died.
Every day the sun rose and I hoped
But every night darkness warmed my bed
And every month the moon lit up the night
But every month I bled.
Death tried to comfort me sometimes
He’d put his arm around me and sing
“You were born this way
So I took you in from the start
There was no way to mend
your crooked heart”
One day I just gave up I guess
Sat down on a dead tree and waited
To be swept away like dust
With the other crooked and jaded
A traveler came by then to eat from my tree
He said “What can you give me child?”
Nothing. I have nothing. Have you anything for me?
He looked into my empty eyes and smiled
A flashing smile that struck my heart
Like lightning in the dark
Suddenly…..
Wind rushed in from nowhere Roaring
Water broke from somewhere Pouring
The sky bled and the earth shook
Tremors through my body and
The walls of the tomb opened wide
The tomb i didn’t know I was inside
Until I saw the Sun for the first time
All went still then
Like the world was paralyzed
Just his voice moved “Look”.
I could not believe my eyes
The garden was filled with trees and flowers
I felt love and meaning in sun showers
I jumped and danced and sang and cried
He whispered “you’re safe now my love, my heart, my bride”
Shamrocks grew where my tears fell
His seed in me runs that deep
Now my laughter keeps the children fed
And daisies bloom in my sleep
Each morning now he hugs me and sings
“You were born this way
You were mine from the start
I’ll never let go of
Your flawless heart”
I was born in the blood of my living savior.
He was there in the tomb
The tomb that was a womb
He’s my eternal friend.