The prayer of Lazarus

The prayer of Lazarus,
silent by necessity: words
swallowed by folds of flesh
falling in upon itself;
wrapped cloth swaddling his
fragile form, fragrant with decay.

The prayer of Lazarus lies
deep in the soil, the colour
of Adam’s clay; bound
to the rock of our salvation.

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