Beyond Counting
Sharon Scheenstra
Sarah's Tent
Genesis 24:67
Beyond counting
the times Abram parted these flaps
to lie with lovely Sarai.
The sweet sighs of her pleasure
in the thrusts,
in the pressure,
in the bursting release of the seed, of the treasure.
Limbs entwined they slept deep
the sleep of children
promised.
Beyond counting
the flocks and herds
that mount and procreate
beyond this tent
under stars beyond counting.
Beyond counting
the prayers rising,
comprising intervals of tears
and drops of blood.
Beyond counting
the hopes that rose
blood-red resilient
month after month,
rising like mist
that evaporates in the heat of the day
until there’s nothing left
but helpless
laughter.
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