Moses

Once-

Mother church lifted me 

out of water,

and I was her child. 

Now- 

I am disrobed -

unable to hide what's

buried in the sand.

once a prince -

now outcast.

So I've wandered in the wilderness 

- my own heart charred, 

seared by flame and my eyes

still blind. 

Yet I stagger forth, 

unsure of all but this:

what embers smolder in this heart

are stoked by God's breath

and I will be ash

before my own breath relents 

of saying: "Let them go."