or scaling the boulders of Horeb,
what did the murderous Moses feel--
likewise his general-successor--
as each bared his feet like an unshod beast
at a stranger's strong command?
What permeated those seeded sands
or radiated from those rocks
that the meekest of shepherds or
the mightiest fighter should quail?
Was the fire that failed to consume
churning through those rigid molecules?
How were those haunts such holier places
than chapels, churchyards studded with stones
or dread cathedrals carved by peasants?
Sinai and Canaan both were hosts
to the feet of One putting idols to flight.
By all rights, all grounds are His alone.
MNA
11/4/2011
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