Noah

Contrive Salvation, says the Lord
And rescue all My house aboard
Until I my objective meet-
Sanctification:… incomplete.

Contrive Salvation, if you please
And render to the mouse his cheese
And to the Tanniyn, veggie meats;
For now, like ox and calf he eats.

Contrive Salvation, noble charge
And you shall yet complete this barge;
One hundred years and more to go-
Yet I'll be with you, even so.

…………………………………………

His Voice has not brightened my ears
in years.
I am not misguided;
Only yearning
for patience
Above
my learning.

I am weary.
I go on.

Her voice wraps 'round my head:
"To bed."
Nothing shall detain.
This holy work
is something I
Cannot
Will not
Should not
shirk.
Sleep can slumber in solitude.

I am weary, weary.
I go on.

Until I can go no further;
I stop, murmur
Lord why me
why this why now why why
Where shall they
How shall they
How shall I
When?...

Sigh.

A hand on my shoulder;
I stop, wonder
And wonder no more.
You know what's in store.

I am weary, weary, weary.
We go on.