To A Different Land

Now when he heard that John had been arrested, he withdrew into Galilee. And leaving Nazareth he went and lived in Capernaum by the sea, in the territory of Zebulun and Naphtali, so that what was spoken by the prophet Isaiah might be fulfilled:

“The land of Zebulun and the land of Naphtali, the way of the sea, beyond the Jordan, Galilee of the Gentiles-the people dwelling in darkness have seen a great light, and for those dwelling in the region and shadow of death, on them a light has dawned.”

From that time Jesus began to preach, saying, “Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand.” Matthew 4:12-17

To A Different Land

I stood waiting but they would not fly
rain and lightening the enemy
waiting constant waiting to move
to an entirely different land.

The storms have abated but confusion
lasts long after the crisis dies
long lines and weary people
we huddle together at safe distances.

We live by a great ocean nestled in mountains
snow capped and green they open arms
welcoming the temporary and permanent alike
hidden dangers to reveal themselves soon enough.

Every land is foreign and home to someone
some places are always dangerous to prophets
some folks fear hearing the unvarnished truth
others run from their obligations.

This crowd of weary and hungry waiters
are all sorts and conditions of us all
we are all extraordinary strangers here in transit
hoping to fly to a different land called home.