Moses went walking with God

stroll’en to Nebo’s top

to look upon the plains of bounty

feast your eyes

                      and turn away

this place is not for you

your feet will never touch

stones filled with promise

your eyes will never see

lush and soft

your tongue will never taste

covenant wine

 

your tears and bones

stay where they are

dry, dry, dry

 

as You will

as it should have been

but never was

 

may it be now