High the new born crescent moon

Isaac walks through evening fields

his spirit stretches to the winds.

 

As the infinite beholds

a camel train nears its goal

and travellers sight a lonely man.

 

“Who is this, walking to meet us?”

“My master” replies the servant

Rebekah veiled her eyes.

 

The stars shone bright as Isaac learnt

the source of new found splendour.

A river of birth was halted

Rebekah unveiled his eyes.

 

Her womb was barren

The seed enclosed

The bark was thick as snow.

 

Yahweh held the place of beginning

Her husband asked the infinite

to open the spring of birth.

 

So the two entwined in love

conceived the one who brought the

delta’d water to the sea.