and the command carved a people from the whole.
But they spilled an ink that settles in the bone
when they ignored the scribblings of the scroll.
While people beneath were busy fouling
souls, casting a god they could not offend,
the lightning shrieked and then the growling
thunder spoke of this dear world’s end.
The mountain’s knees were swallowed in the smoke,
but, from the shadows beneath, the echoing sound
of victory, or singing, or defeat broke
through, and He turned to burn that forest to the ground.
But the stuttering Egyptian on his blackened knees
begged mercy from the God of plagues and parted seas.
Other Bible stories from Moss Kingdom:
Old Testament: Some He Bruises, Some He Bleeds: A Sestina on the Covenants, Noah Wakes from a Recurring Nightmare, Abram the Pagan, For the Sake of the Few, The Deception of Jacob, The Unspeakable Name, A Sound of War in the Camp, A Lament for Michal, The Rape of Tamar and the Half-life of Joy, Numbered Numbered Weighed Divided: a Rubaiyat concerning Belshazzar’s doom, Jonah, The Years the Locusts have Consumed
|The Adoration of the Golden Calf, Nicolas Poussin, 1635.|