Did Isaac wonder as they wandered
“Have I made my father proud?”
When he trembled ‘neath the knife
Do you think he laughed aloud?
Always wondered as I’ve wandered
why you’d place this yoke on me?
Named for the one who gave you life
and stole in the night your dignity
Was Jacob told when he was younger
that he was destined to deceive?
When his name was changed to struggle
Was his broken heart relieved?
Did he tell you when you were under
that no one would ever believe?
So long I’ve looked to be set asunder
From the name you placed on me
Did Ishmael wonder if God listens
when it seemed father never could?
In the shadow of the favored one
stands the dark son, misunderstood
It seemed all your best intentions
would have alluded me for good
in the shadow of the damage done
how could I have understood?
It was your way of healing
when you gave his name to me
The guardian he never was
is everything I’m determined to be
~wwb 4/27/09
wayne,
i always find your words so haunting and beautiful. this brought real tears to my eyes.
sarah
Sarah, thank you so much. I am always so happy to see your name show up and I deeply value your feedback.
this is the best thing i’ve read all day. great way to bring it all together at the end. kudos!
Thanks for stopping by Vic. I appreciate your kind words.