A song in the joints
and marrow of a man
carries with it
all the peace
of bowing out
of a fight with God.
of a car accident
instinctually averted.
diving under
powerful ocean waves.
of then breaking the surface.
of the first clear, sputtering breath,
of the buoyancy-
and the precious glimmering sparks
scattered skyward and
caught, frozen, by the sun.
of never being hurt.
of the jewelled and sacred night.
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