Poetry Corner: Elijah

Are you Elijah,

raining from the fire

to Become.

Are you alive

in this dream?

Or are you

just now Awakening.

Are you Elijah,

just as I am

Skin alive with this sting.

Then we become

what we Are.

And we are,

burning alive with this sting.

Are you what you are,

only to become what I see?

If we do become —

holy in what we can’t see.

Then we are,

what we are,

and everything then becomes seen.

Coming alive

in this scene,

all we are —

are you Elijah?

are you Elijah with me?