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.