עד מתי

There may be a reckoning
but probably not
not like the Romans dream
no knives and axes and
pits of fire
these things are the works of man
G-d takes no pleasure in iron

There will be a rising
the dead bones and dry sinew
popping and clicking
straining against dirt and wet wood
and breath will be sweet
fragrant, light
like only copper and stone can name

There will be clay again
damp earth and tender hands
shaped by gentle wind
and new stars
so many new stars

There will be smoke
and heat
and dusky wine
and crackling fat
and quiet songs that swell the clouds

and there will be rain

there will be rain