Maybe at Mizpah
In other
Words
Why don’t we favorably dine over unity
Uniqueness
Feast
The sameness and the differences
If
For interest
Curiosity alone
While we are together
And with
A Mizpah kind of pledge
On parting
If we
Could
To regard each other well
And
Not steal
Or
Swindle
Or politick against each other while apart
Join
Know
Negotiate
Celebrate
Who we
Are
Who we’re
Not
With each other
Risky
Business
Maybe
But the only business really
Whose profit comes in lives and which might
Have
God approving
Waiting
C L Couch
Photo by Paul Blenkhorn on Unsplash
God Buy Ye
God be with you
‘Til we meet again
As God is with you
Now
Which is to say
With us
And a hope
Therefore
For company
As you go upon the Earth
And through the
Changeable
Sometimes trap-laden
Population
God with you
God with me
If I may say
And certainly with us
Mine
And yours
Better than Mizpah
Certainly
More so
When Moses met the king
With the stone heart
More like near the rock
In fact
Where water
Leaped to save us
Or like Galilee
Where thousands met
To hear
The saving word
God keep you
And us
Even through
Maybe a long time
‘Til
We meet again
C L Couch
God buy ye, a Medieval understanding of salvation (paying a condemnation’s ransom with the coin that was Christ’s life); God be with ye a wish for spiritual company and comfort for a friend; all becomes Goodbye
though ironically I say hello from Pittsburgh where I was brought through cold, some snow to arrive; I get another car here, since mine was totaled (no one hurt except some cars), which is technically the main thing; I get to visit with some family, which is the real thing
hoping your winter days (or summer to the south) are grand,
God be with ye,
Christopher
Benediction
God be with you ‘til we meet again
Kind of a Mizpah blessing,
Which I learned about in Sunday School
Was a mixed bag of salutations
The Lord watch between me and thee
While we are absent,
One from the other
I used to hear that at the end of church
It sounded nice
But it seems that Abraham and Lot
Were suspicious of each other
So while each is away
The pledge is that their God
The one who called their family
Into a nation
Would keep the rivalries apart
Vouchsafed in
Something holy gelatinous
A barrier of angel-power with holdings
Kept on either side
Safe from interference
Abraham had struck quite the deal with
His nephew,
Giving Lot the choice
Of land and all assets available
But it could not work out
Maybe the legacy
That began when one brother killed another
Coursed into the current generation
The best becomes the worst
As it turns out,
Lot will run from fire
From the most prosperous of cities
Once his own
There will be salt
The child of Isaac
Will cheat a sibling out of inheritance
Drastic foibling
Deep crimes of humanity
Shall not escape,
When the better angels are released
From withholding
Someday break through,
Let loose in judgment
Until then, we shake hands
To show we hold no weapons
Forestalling sin that rushes through
Reduced into a spillway
For a time
For a day
For an hour
Quiet hour
C L Couch
By Marsyas, 07.04.2007, CC BY-SA 2.5, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=1930787
Hera and Athena handshaking, late 5th century BC, Acropolis Museum, Athens
Genesis 31
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