A Place Beyond

We are no longer in the valley.
This is a place beyond.
Somehow darker than dark
and yet we are sore eyed,
blinded
by the light.

We are no longer slaves.
Beyond the sweat and sorrows,
the strong hands that hung over us,
waiting to sting
our backs by the snaps
of their whips.
Somehow liberated
but not yet free.

We are no longer in fear.
Beyond the land
of plagues and pestilence.
We have walked across
the crashing waters of the sea,
beyond the land of our enemies.
Somehow on our way
to a land sweetened with honey
and flowing with nourishment
fresh as our mother’s milk,
and yet we are lost
in the barren
dryness
of the wilderness.

Homeless,
yet home bound.
In the shadow of death,
comforted by the guidance
of the promise
of life.

These are the days
‘twixt dark and dawn,
‘tween valley and summit,
riddled with Egypt
but in route
to promised land.
For nothing less is deserving
of broken beings
like those of us
who live
by faith.

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