Springs in the desert

Poetry blog #4

‘A Horse With No Name’

Everyone is familiar with the lyrics to this song –

“I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name . . .
After two days in the desert sun . . . you can’t remember your name”

These words reminded me of a beautiful love story
depicted by a search in a desert for a people who were thirsty
and delirious and had forgotten their name and who they were.
Perhaps we can relate to this story – thirsting for a river in our desert
experience.

A voice is heard in a desolate land,
Oh Ezekiel what do you have to
say of this man, one that is

searching for a child among
rocks, stones and burning sand?”

There is a desert under a blazing sky

where serpents lie. Cacti hide a

tiny wren, its wings singed from
the noon day sun, never flying as

high again. All is still but for the

horse and its rider moving faster
, pounding the clay baked ground

On the first day of his journey, no

child was found. And in disappoin

tment he turns his horse around.
With an empty heart He could not
remove the picture from his mind

and returned to the desert one

more time. Searching far and

near a cry in the desert spurs him on.

On the desert floor in a pool of

blood in a pocket of sand he hears

a child’s cry again. Lifting this baby

to his side its tears he dries.

Cleansing with water newness it is
given a name no longer living in

shame. The desert is turned to a

rivers ed. Living waters flow upon

desert bidding the child live again

playing . Playing among reeds on

the river’s edge. no danger will will

comefrom the adder’s den, for there

is no more sin. All things are new because

of this Man’s redemption plan!

This poem is inspired by Ezekiel’s Book!