The valley
Full of bones
Yellowing with age.
Waiting.
Waiting for their time
When they will be told the truth
And resurrected.
Given new flesh
By the power of God
Through the words of Ezekiel.
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The bones will walk.
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Tendons, ligaments, sprout.
Organs, muscles, grow.
Hearts beat.
Blood flows.
Life restored to the dead.
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The bones will walk
But they will no longer be
Just bones.