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Exodus

I do not know
that things released into the desert
can truly be counted lost.

I cannot hold onto them.
Look at my hands–
you can see the burns.

But I have a God.
He specializes in lost things,
in those released into deserts.
They are His people.
He has chosen them.

The land is promised.
I've never seen it,
though maybe I've caught a glimpse.
So I'll wait, and I'll follow;
Try not to run ahead or lag behind.

And count nothing, nothing lost
I have released in the desert.
I do not know His ways.

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