Manifestations

Barrel chested hollow

only aged bourbon can fill

Blackberry scratches

wincing when washed

Lead marrow limbs 

that rest like bricks

Sorrow, the glue that sticks

heartache memories together 

Shaped by

warmth

landscape

wind

and change

We are but clouds

Manifestations 

of condensed water vapor 

floating in the atmosphere 
As far as the eye
As high as the mind
As full as the heart

This 

body

is my body 

My body 

is God’s body

God’s body 

is my body

Delicate and strong

This

 is God’s body
As long as I treat it that way