Abraham and Isaac

By Saundri Luippold

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Your love came to Abraham
like a shadow at sunset,
unearthed by clouds,
penetrating light.
You must’ve thought of me,
like Abraham unwilling
to sacrifice his love for You,
knowing what I’d do
when eyes like dazzling stars
look into mine,
a tear trickles down,
separation divides
what once was a gift,
what I once thought was mine.
His love came to me,
not loud like a scream,
not piercing my ribcage,
not making a scene.
My revelation quiet as a whisper,
a faint sound in my ear,
a recognition of his favor,
of love so clear.
His love came to me,
quiet in the night,
a bird taking flight,
so profound,
but over before I too could fly.
His love came to me,
slower than a daydream,
like a lesson that needed learning,
and I know I don’t stand a chance,
but I thank God for this happenstance,
because if Abraham can give up his world for You,
I can say goodbye to the man You want me to.

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Saundri Luippold is an undergraduate student at Azusa Pacific University, California, studying English and Spanish. She is the head copy editor of APU's literary journal, The West Wind.