Dayna E. Mazzuca

Hunger for Home

a night out under the stars, shivering

for soul care suffering

a form of prayer

(heard a far way off)

come boldly, with open arms and an open mind

and an open heart

I know: you can’t.

not yet, not now,

not again.

I know.

but come boldly—

we think we’re in the DMZ; that there is time to decide,

but really, there is nowhere unknown

as for or against

when Abraham needed a sacrifice

and took his son up the mountain;

he found caught in the bushes

a ram the great I Am

caught in the bushes, held fast

a sacrifice, substitute

for a boy, a man

I Am

each of us have our own way marked out,

not to go our own way, as if it wasn’t marked out,

but to find the way marked out for us