Monday, April 14, 2014



I ask breadcrumbs
from Bread of Life,
settle for glimpses
from The-God-Who-Sees

Lame and Blind
I  await a few alms
When He would make me walk
When He who holds me
as the apple of His Eye
would give me sight...

Egypt bearing down hard
trapped between Sea and Slavery
I beg for a boat
from the Hand Who Parts The Water...


"He brought them out from there,
that He might bring them in."
-Deuteronomy 6:23

1 comment:

  1. I love this. LOVE it. It seems to go with the poem that has been on my mind lately. We are thinking the same sorts of thoughts, I think.