Double, Double Toil and Trouble


 What would happen if Old Scratch and his wicked sisters invaded your dreams?




Old Scratch hatched a delicious plan,

He and his wicked sisters:

Invade the dreams of the Saints,

And remind them of sins long forgotten.

But they awoke only with the memories

Of a dove descending in blinding light.

They woke soaking wet,

And the only remembrance of their dreams?

Standing waist-deep in the Jordon;

And the only thought which invaded their souls?

“O death, where is your sting?”

© by DB Lindsey, 2 February 2016

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