Upon studying Genesis 11:
Proud, alert, important, in charge,
I am me, alone, lost.
A creator, a builder, a survivor,
I too am a destroyer,
lost, alone, and proud still.
Why am I so sad?
Why am I so troubled?
Let me place my faith in God once more,
my savior, my personal anchor, my love,
in my beginnings, as created,
so sound, so safe, so joyous.
And quickly so violent, so pained, so
Let me share the dish, the rightful fruit,
righteous and sustained.
Adamah, the earth suffers, and alone, as
Adam once, we cannot heal it.
Lift me gently.
May I yet be innocent! May I be yet in covenant!
Yet in chaos, in this world proud,
I would find again His grace.
Joy in the Word!
(c) Tom Bolton, December 7, 2015, downtown