Kingfisher
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Mark Heathcote
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What if God were a kingfisher
you and I was a fish, would you hide
would you go- play hide & seek?
Since I have welcomed death
of death, I have no fear
so-I-welcome the kingfisher of souls.
To snap me up when my time is near
sure enough, I shall not fight
struggle as he holds me midair in flight.
Fish gills shut tight; let mouths be opened
let every fish scale, suit of armour fall
when it's time to answer his inanimate call.
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