Dan Lukiv

In the Thirtieth Year, poetry Dan Lukiv

An excerpt, a poem based on chapter 48 of Ezekiel // Jehovah-Shammah, / Yes, God is there- // In the fire? / O no! Not in the fire. / In the wind? / O no! Not in the wind. / In the quaking earth? / O no! Not / In the quaking earth. / But you are there, / Certainly, on profane / Dust, // Jehovah-Shammah, / A city of many gates, / Like open arms, / Like a mother's / Arms, welcoming her / Children, / And the overseers, / See, approachable, / Refreshing like cool / Water, // See, the profane land, / A new earth, / Yet billions of years / Young, // Yes, joy and peace- / These fountains / Overflow, / And the streets sing / Like the seas that / Overflow with the / Knowledge of God.