Sunday, December 16, 2012

Sunday Poem: Desert

I'm terrified of living
in this desert.
I am cacti,
reaching my prickly arms
skyward, begging,
oh Jesus,
let it rain.

This desert in my heart,
this Israel,
cannot be the promised land,
the place I'm intended
to live forever.

These words I'm tripping
over, these beliefs
that choke my air
and leave me
These words are not
my manna.

My heart feels fear;
I am afraid
Israel will always be
a drought inside
my soul, a place
I cannot ever


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