Hello again

 ’hello again’ Trgates,7/21/2025

Every morning’s
another gift of hello,
as last evening’s eyelids found repose
reminders of the many goodbyes,
faith lives within each inhale
not necessarily surprised by an exhale,
the next breath’s not a given
only the brush strokes see,
our faith may become sight.
at any point Lazarus was done —
lived, died, lived again, died,
the friends who knew
love’s sorrow and joy,
tears baptizing another day
need not recline in the earth again.
they said goodbye
as we do,
and in the morning we say hello.
again.