Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Exodus 18: In Writing

"Why did you leave the man?
Call him here, that he may eat..." Exodus 2:20

You saved us then,
Why did you leave the man?
At the edge of the whispering well
I left you

You will be a bridegroom of blood to me
I knew then
You locked in combat
Against, within,
The looming mountain

At the moment of rest
crushed in intimacy
of clutched gazes
locked arms
I threw the oath between

Lonely island
In the sea of man
Rising, breaking
Against your shoals
Receding tide
baring empty banks
of imprinted sand

alone, in an alien country
the God of my fathers is my help
my children, circled in my arms
I wing above


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