As Dead Sea of former life parted,
you became pillar of protection 
            and beckoned me on toward       
            promised land
of freedom God set aside for me.
At last, because of you, I could see.

            So when hope cowers now, hides itself
inside the shell of my fearfulness
            I evoke efficacious memory of    
            your eyes
for reflected in bottomless pools,
I first beheld precious soul of me.


In desert, river flowed from a rock
and manna fell from on high and you,
            my Moses, faithful, uncompromising,      
            steadfast, 
instilled strong faith in me. I believed
you’d lead me on 'til God came for you.

            If I should doubt love’s ability
to break barriers, flood me with waves 
            of unexpected grace, I recall      
            sudden wind
that swept away final argument
with God who answered my desperate plea.


I wander, far from River Jordan,
thirsty for yesterdays, Egypt Land.
            Bewildered by lonely journey      
            I fall again
into a traveler’s trance, draw circles
in the ever-shifting desert sand. 

            Somehow I summon courage to stand
alone in desolate desert dream.
            I think I never told you how I loved      
            your hands,
strong, so beautiful, tracing circles
on the empty page. I walk them now.