Jericho
I sit atop an ancient city
Now in ruins;
Melted mud brick slid
Down the crumbled walls.
Life chased it down the slope.
“See life”
Where God said, “Take it.”
“See life”
Where the walls came
Crumbling down.
Scattered stones crunch underfoot
As the soft wind
Makes this cloudy day -
A January day -
Perfect.
Dr. Belnap’s nasally voice
Softly whispers witness
In each ear:
“Believe Him and
See life.”
I look up.
A tiny, white butterfly
Dances on the wind,
Back and forth before
My eyes.
Jerusalem itself is amazing, but I find that I've had more significant experiences when I'm in our building or out in a more remote area. It's more peaceful; less commercial. The heart of the Holy Land is buried under thousands of years of "man" -- concrete and footprints and cheap jewelry. It still beats as strong as ever. My most valuable moments during my time here have been, are, and will be those in which I find the pulse.
Love our poem Brett. You're awesome :)
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