There was no other thought at my command

Than haste in gladness waiting for my smile.

I dreamt of stone arising from the sand,

And chisels stung the face of Egypt’s hills!

The darker race groaned out, and whips uncoiled,

As all my thoughts took shape in granite rills

Above the sinuous adder of the Nile.

Long time I marveled from my couch of gold

To see my obelisk encroach the sky

And carve my epitaph that all behold:

“Then Japheth bent his back to build My mind;

Ra’s favored Son I was, in life. I was-“

Cold fear entombed my heart, as all at once

I heard a Voice from Sinai say: “I AM.”

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Photo credit: Carol Speegle

Author: Jeremy Vogan

My name is Jeremy Vogan. I live in Staunton, VA with my wife and four kids. I love to write, and seek to honestly explore the intellectual and emotional implications of following Jesus as a deeply broken person in a twisted, cruel world that is full of veiled beauty and meaning. Writing is part of how I faithfully look for Jesus Christ to someday make all things new. I'd enjoy hearing your feedback! JV