returns

you turned me back to life,
when I was crawling
you laughed and said
that pigeons
are always eaten by the cats
when i was complaining.
it’s always hard
to be a man
it’s easier to be a pigeon
you laughed
from all your heart
and gave me back
returns to bloody life
you laughed
and made me walk again
with your strongly
blessed hands
you made my body
breathe into the holy sun.