Shemot

once off the track, the bush is not consumed
it's time elapsed that grinds all things to ash
the end's foretold, that track leads to his tomb
but insight--when it comes--comes in a flash
in exile, Moses finds what calms the mind
while tending goats, he's moved to go unshod
each straying kid is worth the sweat to find
and finding it, he's face-to-face with God
to meditate and act take diff'rent gears
and shifting seamlessly takes a rare touch
to keep the goal in sight despite all fears
engaging with the merest dab of clutch
tomorrow looms the epic test of wills
but in the present moment, all is still