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Acts 2: 1-11

by Liz Dolan

And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in foreign tongues...

Denied speech and life, you, I imagine now,

with The Gift of Tongues,

chastising squirrels and chipmunks

who scurry above disturbing your rest,

clucking at white-tailed deer

who eat winter pansies I planted.

I hear you lark-sing in opaline light,

hear signals you send to beetles and ants

who weave mazes for your lily fingers

as they trace the

glistening umbilical cord

about your neck laced with acorns and berries.

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